abnabooks Chapter 2208 Overlord
Chapter 2208 Overlord
"Wuchen Region, Martial Arts Arena No. 5, the victor is Xu Ziqian from Danchen Sect!"
The pronouncement of the verdict rang out, carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor. Immediately afterward, the entire spectator area erupted in a deafening roar of cheers.
"He won again? Xu Ziqian won again!"
"A triple attack! Three consecutive rounds of reversals against a half-step Heavenly Monarch, my Dao Ancestor!"
"Severely injured and on the verge of death, bursting forth from the brink of despair—this is true defying fate!"
"Xu Ziqian! Xu Ziqian! Xu Ziqian!"
A miracle has occurred once again.
Moreover, it was a miracle that was even more tragic and awe-inspiring than the one before.
Xu Ziqian, through his own willpower, once again wrote a legendary chapter. His three consecutive victories against a half-step Heavenly Monarch were virtually unparalleled in this Grand Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects.
It's just unknown how far Xu Ziqian can go, and how many times Chen Fei can defy the half-step Heavenly Lord.
Just as Xu Ziqian created another miracle, causing the entire audience to erupt in cheers, Feng Butong's battle in another martial arts arena also attracted much attention.
His opponent was a sword cultivator from Tianjian Gorge, who had also reached the half-step Heavenly Monarch realm and was famous for his Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique. His name was Dugu Jue.
Dugu Jue is as his name suggests: he is proud and aloof, his swordsmanship is fierce and unparalleled, he insists on killing with one blow and has no regrets once he strikes.
Both were half-step Heavenly Lords and skilled in warfare. From the very beginning, this battle was filled with suffocating pressure and killing intent.
"Feng Butong, I've long wanted to experience your Dao Ruins Return to Truth." Dugu Jue drew his longsword, its blade narrow and long, radiating cold light, its sword intent soaring to the sky, cutting the surrounding space into darkness.
"I have long admired Fellow Daoist Dugu's Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique." Feng Butong's expression was gentle, but his eyes had become sharp as knives, and the profound Daoist aura of returning to the true Dao slowly spread around him.
Dugu Jue's lips curled into a grin, and with a swift movement, he transformed into a dazzling sword light that tore through the void, aiming straight for Feng Butong's brow. Even before the sword light arrived, the terrifying sword intent that could split heaven and earth had already locked onto Feng Butong.
Feng Butong neither dodged nor evaded. He raised his right hand, joined his index and middle fingers together, and a point of hazy, chaotic light condensed at the tip of his finger. He then gently pointed at the incoming sword light.
The Way Returns to Truth from Ruins!
"Ding!"
The fingertips collided precisely with the sword tip, producing a crisp, clear sound.
There was no violent surge of energy, only an invisible force of annihilation and silence spreading out from the two of them.
The moment Dugu Jue's invincible sword light came into contact with the Chaos Finger, it was as if it had pierced into an endless swamp of chaos. The sharp sword intent was quickly worn away and dissolved, and the sword momentum was momentarily halted.
"Excellent finger technique!"
Dugu Jue's eyes sharpened, and his swordplay changed abruptly. His figure transformed into thousands of sword shadows, indistinguishable from the real ones, attacking Feng Butong from all directions. Each sword shadow contained the power to shatter the heavens, making them both real and illusory, impossible to defend against.
Feng Butong remained expressionless, his body moving swiftly within the small space. He used both hands simultaneously, striking with fingers or palms, each blow precisely at the point where Dugu Jue's sword momentum was strongest and most solid, forcefully neutralizing the opponent's attack with the power of Dao Xu Gui Zhen.
Feng's movements may seem slow, but he always anticipates the enemy's moves and has already seen through all of Dugu Jue's sword techniques.
The two fought with lightning speed, exchanging over a hundred blows in an instant.
Sword energy and chaotic finger force surged and clashed, cutting and obliterating the ground of the martial arts arena, leaving it in ruins.
Dugu Jue's sword grew faster and faster, like a raging storm, determined to tear through Feng Butong's defenses. Feng Butong, however, remained as steady as a rock, defending flawlessly. Occasionally, he would counterattack, but his chaotic finger force always forced Dugu Jue to withdraw his sword and defend himself.
After five hundred moves, Dugu Jue was unable to break through Dugu Jue's defenses, and his swordsmanship showed a very slight stagnation.
Feng Butong instantly caught this flaw.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and his defensive stance suddenly shifted. He cut into a gap in Dugu Jue's swordplay, his right hand forming a claw, his palm radiating chaotic light, transforming into a phantom of a chaotic seal that could reduce all things to nothingness. He then slammed it down hard on Dugu Jue's right shoulder, which was slightly exposed due to the change in his move.
Dao Xu Heaven-Turning Seal!
Although it was just a phantom, the terrifying Daoist essence and suppressive power contained within it caused Dugu Jue's expression to change drastically, and he hastily parried with his sword.
"boom!"
The illusory image of the Chaos Seal clashed violently with the longsword. Dugu Jue felt a heavy, annihilating, and suppressing force. The longsword in his hand let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the weight, and he was sent flying backward.
Feng Butong, having gained the upper hand, was relentless. His figure followed closely, and with a single finger, he pointed towards Dugu Jue's brow. Chaotic light flickered at the tip of his finger, exuding a chilling killing intent.
Dugu Jue felt the deadly threat coming from between his brows, glanced at his trembling right hand, a trace of unwillingness and dejection flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into a long sigh: "I admit defeat!"
"In the Ji Si region, at the No. 2 Martial Arts Arena, the victor is the Dan Chen Sect, Feng Butong!"
Clean and decisive, within five hundred moves, he forcefully defeated a half-step Heavenly Monarch of the same level.
Feng Butong demonstrated his formidable strength as the senior disciple of the Danchen Sect. His Dao of Returning to Truth was a perfect blend of offense and defense, as steady as a mountain and as sharp as a knife, leaving a deep impression on everyone.
When news of Xu Ziqian's three consecutive victories against the Half-Step Heavenly Lord and Feng Butong's overwhelming triumph swept across the entire arena like a storm, Chen Fei's guidance for the third duel also arrived at the opportune moment.
Gengshen area, No. 12 training ground.
When Chen Fei teleported into the arena and saw his opponent, a chorus of comments, tinged with amusement and a touch of awe, rose once again from the surrounding viewing platforms.
"Another peak Tai Cang Realm cultivator? Chen Fei's luck..."
"This time it's a body cultivator who uses a gun? His aura isn't weak, but he's still at the peak of the Tai Cang Realm."
"Is Chen Fei going to easily crush all the weaker opponents and advance effortlessly today?"
"That rogue cultivator Yan Qi once defied the odds and defeated a half-step Heavenly Monarch, but in the second round today he ran into a tough opponent and was defeated by a veteran half-step Heavenly Monarch in fifty moves, and was unfortunately eliminated. Compared to Chen Fei's luck, it's really frustrating to compare people like that."
"It seems that Chen Fei's entry into the top 162 is a foregone conclusion. I just wonder when he will encounter a real challenge."
Chen Fei's opponent was a giant man who stood nine feet tall and wielded a thick iron spear.
The giant was named Yu Chengzong, and he came from the Overlord Spear Sect, a sect that specialized in spear techniques and body tempering. He had a fierce aura and eyes like lightning, and was obviously one of the best among his peers.
When Yu Chengzong saw Chen Fei, a look of seriousness flashed in his eyes, but his fighting spirit was even higher.
He had obviously studied Chen Fei and knew that the Dao Domain was strange, but he was confident that his Overlord Spear Technique was fierce and unparalleled, with overwhelming power, and that he might be able to overcome skill with brute force and pierce through the Dao Domain with a single spear thrust.
"Yu Chengzong of the Overlord Spear Sect, please enlighten me, Fellow Daoist Chen." Yu Chengzong's voice was like a booming bell. He shook the Overlord Spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light, pointing at Chen Fei.
"Danchen Sect, Chen Fei, please!" Chen Fei cupped his hands, his expression remaining calm.
Yu Chengzong knew that he could not allow Chen Fei's Dao Domain to be fully developed and dealt with at his own ease.
He roared, and his internal energy exploded like a star, instantly traversing dozens of miles. The Overlord Spear in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt that tore through the void, carrying a terrifying power that could pierce the sky, and stabbed straight at Chen Fei's chest.
Before the gun even arrived, the sharp gust of wind from it shattered the space around Chen Fei.
It was the opening stance of the Overlord Spear Sect's ultimate technique, the Overlord Breaking Formation Spear, which was unstoppable and relentless.
However, faced with this powerful shot that could pierce through a seat, Chen Fei's reaction was no different from before.
"Buzz!"
The Chaotic Dao Domain unfolded once more, its edge clashing violently with the black spear light that had been torn apart.
"laugh!"
Without any earth-shattering collision, the indestructible spear light of the Overlord Spear suddenly slowed down the moment it pierced the Chaos Domain. The immense blood and energy condensed on the spear were rapidly divided and worn away by the power of the domain.
The spear tip seemed to pierce into an endless void of turbulent currents; every inch it advanced required immense force, and its power diminished rapidly.
Yu Chengzong's expression changed. He could clearly feel the loss of power in his spear, as well as the annihilation and stagnation power coming from the Dao Domain.
He roared, his arm muscles bulging, pushing the Overlord Body Forging Technique to its limit, attempting to forcefully break through the barrier of this Dao Domain with absolute power.
"Open it for me!"
Yu Chengzong changed his thrust to a flick, and the Overlord Spear, carrying the immense power to overturn the heavens, fiercely flicked upwards towards the bottom of Chen Fei's Dao Domain, attempting to completely overturn and break it apart.
A strange light flashed in Chen Fei's eyes. Yu Chengzong's power was indeed far beyond that of the peak Tai Cang Realm he had encountered before. In terms of pure strength, he had almost touched the threshold of the half-step Heavenly Monarch.
But that's not enough.
With a slight thought, Chen Fei's Dao Domain power changed accordingly. It was no longer evenly distributed, but concentrated on the point where the Overlord Spear attacked, solidifying and rebounding.
At the same time, the spacetime within the Dao Domain was slightly distorted, causing Yu Chengzong to experience a slight deviation in his control and perception of power.
"Boom!"
The Overlord Spear struck the solidified Chaos Dao Domain, producing a dull, resounding thud.
Yu Chengzong felt a powerful and vast force of recoil coming from him, which not only returned all the force on his spear, but also contained a trace of annihilating power that eroded his bones and muscles.
He groaned, his tiger's mouth split open, his arms went numb and sore, and he was shaken back seven or eight steps, his blood churning violently.
Before he could regain his footing, Chen Fei had already taken a step forward, and his Dao Domain expanded accordingly, enveloping the staggering Yu Chengzong within it.
Yu Chengzong felt a sudden heaviness around him, and his Yuan energy became sluggish, as if he were trapped in amber.
Chen Fei did not use any complicated moves; he simply threw a punch.
The fist's edge swirled with chaotic mist, carrying immense power amplified by the Dao Domain.
Yu Chengzong gritted his teeth and parried with his spear.
"Oh!"
As their fists and spears clashed, Yu Chengzong felt as if he had been struck in the chest by a heavy hammer. His Overlord Spear bent into a breathtaking arc, and he flew backward, crashing heavily into the barrier of the martial arts arena. He spat out blood, collapsed to the ground, and the Overlord Spear clattered to the ground.
It was even easier than the last match, since Yu Chengzong was a pure power type, which was perfectly countered by the characteristics of Chen Fei's Dao Domain.
"Gengshen area, Martial Arts Arena No. 12, winner: Chen Fei of Danchen Sect."
Chen Fei withdrew his Dao Domain and turned to leave. Outside the arena, gasps and exclamations of surprise and admiration rose once more.
"Three matches so far, all at the peak of the Tai Cang Realm, all easily crushed. Chen Fei's Dao Domain is simply unbeatable among those of the same level."
"Luck is also a part of strength. Look at Yan Qi, he was in the limelight yesterday, but he has made a dejected exit today."
"Chen Fei has been holding back too much of his strength and trump cards, which is good for the later matches. But now I'm more looking forward to seeing when he'll finally meet an opponent who can force him to use his full strength?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow will be full of half-step Heavenly Monarchs, he won't be able to encounter the peak of the Tai Cang Realm."
"The real show is just beginning."
……
With the final match concluded, the second day of the Grand Tournament came to an end, determining the 162 prodigies who would compete tomorrow.
When the long list was projected onto the sky above the capital city through the array's light screen, the entire city was abuzz with excitement. Countless discussions, exclamations of surprise, and cheers echoed through the streets, alleys, restaurants, teahouses, and sect residences of the capital.
Among the names on this list, one name has begun to appear at the center of discussion with unprecedented frequency: Dan Chen Sect.
"Among the top 162, Danchen Sect actually occupies three spots."
"Feng Butong is as expected. He is one of the best among the half-step Heavenly Monarchs, the chief of Danchen Sect, and a strong candidate to compete for the top twenty tomorrow. But the other two, Chen Fei and Xu Ziqian, are actually at the peak of the Tai Cang Realm."
"The Danchen Sect is going to make a name for itself this year."
"Chen Fei's Dao Domain is too strange. He has not encountered an opponent yet, and its depth is unknown. Xu Ziqian is even more of a madman. He killed two half-step Heavenly Monarchs in succession. This achievement is something to be proud of."
"Reaching this point from the peak of the Tai Cang Realm is no easy feat. I heard there's also Cao Feiyu, who ultimately conceded defeat. If she had given it her all, she might have made it to tomorrow's duel."
"This is going to be interesting. Tomorrow will be almost entirely a battlefield for those at the half-step Heavenly Monarch level. How far can these three go?"
The atmosphere at the Danchen Sect's headquarters was completely different from yesterday.
Although the atmosphere remained solemn, it was mixed with an irrepressible sense of excitement and a feeling of triumph.
Two consecutive days of intense and fierce fighting, especially Xu Ziqian's two pyrrhic victories, made all the Dan Chen Sect disciples hold their breath and ignite their fighting spirit.
Now, the three fellow disciples have joined forces to advance into the top 162, two of whom even defeated stronger opponents. Many disciples are secretly observing Chen Fei and his group.
Feng Butong was still dressed in a blue robe, with a gentle expression and restrained aura. Today's fierce battle had not affected him in the slightest.
Chen Fei sat down next to Cao Feiyu. After Cao Feiyu conceded defeat, her injuries had stabilized, her depleted essence was slowly recovering, and her complexion had become much rosier.
She leaned against the cushion, listening to the surrounding chatter, her gaze occasionally falling on Chen Fei, filled with tenderness and dependence.
Xu Ziqian, on the other hand, was placed deep within a quiet room and personally cared for by two elders who were experts in medicine.
Liu Ruxu stood quietly by, her cool face showing undisguised fatigue and worry, but her eyes were brighter and more determined than ever before.
As night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the capital city did not subside; on the contrary, it became even more intense due to the spectacular duels that had taken place during the day.
The emergence of the top 162, especially the performance of a few exceptions, has become the hottest topic of conversation on the streets and during casual conversations.
Inside the tavern, the storyteller, spittle flying from his lips, embellished the day's classic duels, especially Xu Ziqian's bloody battle against a half-step Heavenly Lord and Chen Fei's display of power in his Dao Domain, making them thrilling and exciting, drawing cheers from the entire audience and a constant stream of tips. (End of Chapter)