No matter how many exchanges they had traded before, they counted as no more than a single round—a warm-up.
But from this moment on, the great battle officially began.
Yanshan raised the Overlord Spear in both hands, leveled its blade at Zhou You, and shouted, "Dragon Tiger Vajra Seven Great Hatreds!"
"First Hatred: No Gate to the Heavenly Palace."
As he thrust out with his spear, he was like an elephant striding across a ravine, like a dragon soaring from an abyss. The heavenly music of all things burst forth, while the spear blade covered the radiance of sun and moon, seizing the brightest light in the world.
Elephant trumpets and dragon roars spun into a whirlwind, reverberating and echoing behind Yanshan's head.
The afterimages left by the Overlord Spear were clearly herd after herd of male elephants raising all four limbs, lifting their magnificent trunks and tusks high, carrying the heroic spirit and momentum of one about to pierce the heavens.
They also resembled divine dragons lurking in the abyss, tearing open the darkness to reveal themselves, displaying their majestic forms from the void.
As for Yanshan himself, his flesh rang and trembled like clashing gold and iron. The rush of blood within him, the friction of muscle, and every other sound instantly transformed into sonorous metallic strikes.
In the blink of an eye, his body became like a bronze statue, metal through and through.
"Using the Vajra secret art, he has comprehended Golden Intent at Strong Martial First Heaven. That is physical strength only found at Triple Heaven."
This was simply defying the heavens. At First Heaven, he had comprehended the Golden Intent of Triple Heaven and could display abilities comparable to a Strong Martial Golden Body.
Hearing someone analyze it, Zhou You thought that Yanshan truly had