The Might of Drunken Snow!

"Battle naturally means using every means at your disposal. Didn't you say so yourself just now?" Chu Yun smiled calmly. Drunken Snow Blade in hand, he finally revealed his true strength—his aura shot into the heavens, like an undefeated god of war.

Erlang Heavenly Lord stared blankly at Chu Yun for a long while, then suddenly threw back his head and laughed. "What acting. What scheming. I'm impressed, truly impressed!"

But then he pointed at Chu Yun and cursed furiously, "***, who the hell gave you that title? Little Overlord?! What part of you resembles the Chu Overlord?!"

The Chu Overlord was a king of recent times. His style stood alone: with both fists, he fought the world, charging headlong across Star Continent without a single defeat. He was a king among kings. The Sea Dragon King had died because of him; the Azure Sky King had collapsed and fled after three hundred exchanges; the Earth Bear King had been beaten into a cripple; when faced with his challenge, the Mermaid King had refused to emerge from Mermaid Island.

On Star Continent, where no emperor-class or sovereign-class experts had yet appeared, he had been truly invincible beneath the heavens. No matter what schemes or tricks his opponents used, he swept them aside with nothing but his fists—one strength overcoming ten techniques—dominating the world with incomparable power.

Because Chu Yun bore the surname Chu, and because his battle record was so brilliant—ever since he had entered the world, he had never lost a battle nor failed to conquer an opponent, repeatedly leaving people astonished and shattering their expectations—he had been praised as the "Little Overlord."

Erlang Heavenly Lord had not interacted much with Chu Yun, and in the end, he had still been influenced by those three words: Little Overlord.

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