The Great Battle with the Barbarian King

Finally, amid the astonished, mocking, and cruel gazes of the crowd, Gu Han settled into his boxing stance. He stomped his foot, instantly shattering countless stone slabs beneath him. Then, channeling all his strength through his waist, hips, spine, arms, and every sinew and muscle, he gathered it all into his fist and drove it toward the flying Barbarian King, A Yanda.

Boom!

With a deafening sonic boom, Gu Han's fist finally met A Yanda's. In that instant, the very air before them seemed to explode. The surrounding currents of air whipped into a frenzy, as if a tornado had been conjured from flat ground, kicking up a wild gale that forced many of the Barbarian Chieftains to squint involuntarily. Dishes and vessels of food and wine clattered to the floor, clanging and crashing in a chaotic symphony.

"Haha! What Barbarian King A Yanda? All that fame, and today I see you're nothing special! Take another punch from Gu!"

On the battlefield, after receiving that blow, Gu Han felt that the Barbarian King's strength was even weaker than he had imagined. He couldn't gain the slightest advantage before Gu Han. Overjoyed, Gu Han didn't even let A Yanda catch his breath before throwing another punch.

"You seek death!"

Though the Barbarian King A Yanda couldn't understand Gu Han's words, he could roughly guess their meaning from his expression. Seeing this black-robed monk so contemptuous of him, daring to throw another punch, A Yanda flew into a rage and met it head-on with a fist of his own.

Boom!

The two furious fists clashed again, sending another earth-shaking roar through the great hall. Not only did it shake dust from the rafters, making them seem ready to collapse, but even the great crimson pillars supporting the building trembled, as if a mild earthquake had struck.

"Haha! Again!"

After another exchange, Gu Han saw the shock and fury on the Barbarian King's face and laughed heartily. His blood and qi erupted, nearly coalescing into a wolf-smoke of vitality. He trod the earth like a primordial dragon-elephant from legend, brimming with terrifying explosive power. Every punch and kick seemed capable of shattering heaven and earth.

Now that Gu Han had achieved minor success in both Blood Tempering and Organ Refining, the true terror of merging martial arts from two worlds seemed to have finally manifested. It granted him not only unparalleled speed and strength but also an incredibly fearsome endurance.

A martial artist at the Internal Qi Realm might exhaust himself after one or two hours of battle. Even a warrior like A Yanda, who had surpassed the Internal Qi Great Completion to reach half-step legend, could not sustain himself for long—perhaps only a few more minutes than an ordinary Internal Qi Great Completion expert before his internal qi ran dry, leaving him helpless.

But for Gu Han, with his physical endurance, fighting for one or two hours was nothing. Even a full day and night of continuous combat would leave him vigorous, his physical strength never flagging.

"Die!"

With a thought, Gu Han's fist shot out again. His technique was utterly simple, like that of a child just learning martial arts, yet it carried a terrifying force capable of shattering anything.

At his level of power, the martial techniques created by ordinary Blood Tempering or even Internal Qi martial artists could no longer enhance him in any way.

What use were Blood Tempering-level techniques or Internal Qi-level fighting methods? They couldn't compare to a casual strike of his own!

Thus, even though his Blood Tempering-level technique, the Seventy-Two Demon Subduing Palms, had long reached great completion, he rarely used it. These complicated moves not only failed to improve his strength but actually hindered his performance.

For the Barbarian King A Yanda, the same was true.

So, to the onlookers, Gu Han and A Yanda now seemed like untrained children brawling. Their punches had no form; their legs, elbows, knees, and shoulders all became weapons they wielded at will.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As time passed, thunderous explosions echoed through the vast hall. Gu Han and the Barbarian King A Yanda exchanged blows continuously, trading over a dozen moves in the span of a breath. The hall floor cracked everywhere, debris and rubble flying like hidden weapons in all directions. The Barbarian Chieftains scattered in panic, scrambling out of the hall.

These two were simply too terrifying. Even though most of the Barbarian Chieftains were at the Internal Qi Realm, and a rare two were Internal Qi Great Completion experts—nearly invincible in the outside world—they could not intervene in this battle.

After all, at the level of these two, even an ordinary Internal Qi Great Completion expert would be severely injured by a single punch, and a graze from a kick could mean death!

"Alaichi, Guduo! The enemy is fierce; we cannot overcome him. And those few hundred soldiers outside the mansion are far too few. To kill this stinking bald donkey, we would need an army of thousands or tens of thousands to surround him. I order you two to take my military talisman now and quickly summon our Barbarian army to aid the king in capturing and killing this villain!"

As soon as the Barbarian Chieftains fled outside the mansion, one who seemed to hold the highest rank pulled a talisman from his bosom. It was carved from ivory, dyed with red lacquer, and sculpted with lifelike detail—a phoenix about to soar into the sky. He handed it to two burly Internal Qi Realm Barbarian Chieftains and commanded them.

The Barbarian tribes each had their own totems, revered as gods. Since the Barbarian King A Yanda had unified the hundred tribes, the Fire Phoenix, the totem of his own tribe, had been adopted by all. Naturally, the military talisman had taken the form of the Fire Phoenix.

"Yes, Chieftain Sijia!"

The Barbarian Chieftain holding the Fire Phoenix talisman clearly held great authority. At his command, the two chieftains bowed in obedience, took the talisman, and sprinted away.

"Aaaah! Die! Die! Die!"

Inside the hall, seeing that he still could not defeat this black-robed bald monk, the Barbarian King A Yanda's eyes turned bloodshot. The bestial nature of the Barbarians, long suppressed, finally erupted fully. He threw punch after punch, kick after kick.

Seeing A Yanda in this state, Gu Han grew only more excited. In this battle, he had finally realized that, without knowing it, he had truly reached the peak of this world. Even facing an expert like A Yanda, who was close to the second-rate level of the main world, he was not outmatched. He now had a real means of self-preservation in the real world.

After all, though the Yue Kingdom of the main world was powerful, experts capable of True Qi Projection were not as common as cabbages. Even in a prefecture spanning a thousand li and housing millions of people, there were generally only a handful. Half-step second-rate was already considered extremely formidable.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thinking this, Gu Han's heart surged with excitement. His blood and qi blazed as he exchanged blows with the frenzied Barbarian King A Yanda, shifting across the battlefield. Soon, they shattered the great hall entirely, then moved to other chambers, reducing each place they passed to rubble.

It was only after nearly two quarters of an hour that the situation began to change.

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