Chapter 130: The Beginning of Creating a Legend

  Endurance also means resistance to impact.

  Like a sacred artifact, if it were to clash with a Heavenly King-level weapon, then one would have to be extremely cautious, for a Heavenly King-level weapon could easily cleave the sacred artifact in two without exerting much effort.

  The Tyrant Fist style has no such worries.

  In that case, the Tyrant Fist Glove can't be said to be a simple Sacred Artifact. It doesn't have the destructive power of a Heavenly King-level weapon or an Ultra Sacred Artifact, but it has an astonishing ability to withstand impact, so it's not excessive to say that it's a special kind.

  From this point on, Supreme Golden Blaze... is perverted!

  "Raise your left hand, don't take off the glove, you still need to get used to it," Gottlieb said.

  Xie Ao Yu raised his left hand as he said so.

  "Hiss!"

  The Supreme Golden Blaze Reappears.

  A golden light shot out, directly into the Overlord Fist, wrapping it up, and also wrapped Xie Ao Yu's fist in it. However, Gotlieb had already controlled the Supreme Golden Flames to his heart's content, so even on Xie Ao Yu's hands, as long as he was willing, it still didn't pose any threat to him.

  Xie Ao Yu then controlled Ling Lei and didn't let him attack.

  "Whoosh...whoosh...whoosh..."

  Gottlieb's fingers were linked together, and he didn't know whether it was his aura or something else, but he saw the Supreme Golden Flame gradually shrinking and gathering on the fist sleeve, and then the Supreme Golden Flame seemed to be retreating like a tide, back into the Overlord Fist Sleeve.

  At this time, Xie Ao Yu felt a scorching sensation.

  With the arrival of Supreme Golden Blaze, the Overlord Fist also emitted a faint golden glow.

  Gottlieb kept snapping his fingers.

  The supreme golden flames sometimes burned fiercely, and sometimes seemed to be extinguished.

  Xie Ao Yu's feeling was refreshing, one moment it was hot as if his hands were already familiar with it, the next moment there was no feeling at all, back and forth enduring that kind of aftertaste.

  He was naturally resolute and didn't feel particularly uncomfortable.

  Witnessing this, Gottlieb nodded to himself in admiration. To have such endurance was not easy at all; even those in their twenties and thirties might not possess such patience.

  From head to toe, Xie Ao Yu didn't make a single sound.

  "Bang!"

  Gottlieb patted the King Fist glove one last time, and those Supreme Golden Flames returned to his body. "Alright, I've stored a bit of Supreme Golden Flames inside this glove."

  "Master, I've said too many thanks already, it's a bit insincere. I, Xiao Ao Yu, will remember everything you've done for me in my heart!" Xiao Ao Yu patted his chest and said, he also knew that someone like Master Gotlieb didn't need him.

  "That's right, I'm letting you do these things because of your temperament and also to help me forge the first Heavenly King Sword." Gottlieb smiled and said, "From now on, I will be in seclusion to forge the Heavenly King Sword. According to my plan, it will take two to three months. During this time, don't come disturb me."

  Xie Ao Yu is grateful again.

  The creation of the King's Sword has finally been put on schedule.

  After chatting with Gotlieb for a while, Xie Ao Yu left.

  As soon as I walked out of the backyard, I saw that the front armory was in an uproar. Qin Yue was furious, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws. Ice Dance and Li Chao Feng were also looking towards the backyard.

  "You dare to block the way of this beauty? You're something else!" Qin Yueyi pointed at the middle-aged man who was blocking her path, saying angrily.

  "Miss Qin, it's Master's rule, I'm also helpless." The middle-aged man sighed with a bitter smile, he naturally knew Qin Yueyi's nickname and just thinking about it gave him a headache.

  Qin Yue jumped up high and said, "Do you know that this beautiful woman respects Master Gottfried? You're randomly using his words to deal with me."

  "What's up?" Xie Ao Yu walked out from inside.

  Seeing him, the middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

  Qin Yue and others rushed up in a flurry.

  "Everyone be quiet, let this beauty speak." Qin Yueyi turned around and shouted loudly.

  Those who followed Li Chaofeng immediately shut up.

  No one dared to resist Qin Yue's decision as the little devil of Tian Luo Emperor, which had been naturally formed since Qin Yue was ten years old.

  "Great evil spirit, why don't you go and participate in the duel?" Qin Yue asked.

  "Duel?" Xie Ao Yu said in surprise, then slapped his forehead, "Oh, right, you told me this morning, I forgot."

  After getting in touch with Gottlieb, a string of things and knowledge made him throw the duel thing to the clouds.

  But those present heard it and had a kind of fainting impulse.

  "Forgot? Do you know who you're dueling with?" Qin Yueyi was about to go crazy, she grabbed Xie Ao Yu's arm and pulled him out, "Hurry up, they're still waiting for you."

  Li Chaofeng interjected from the side: "The audience is not fully counted, there are about 100,000 people."

  Xie Ao Yu said in surprise: "It can't be, right?"

  "It's not that you have charisma, it's that your opponent has charisma." Qin Yue doused him with cold water, and she quickly pulled Xie Ao Yu out of the weapon shop, heading towards Tian Luo Magic Martial Academy.

  On the way, Bing Wu introduced his opponent's identity to Xie Ao Yu.

  It turned out that the one who challenged Xiao Ao Yu was actually the third generation of the famous mercenary king's family, which made Xiao Ao Yu understand why they had charisma.

  The King of Mercenaries' family actually only has a few people, but this family is too rich and legendary. It can be said that since more than 200 years ago, the King of Mercenaries' family has been a notable family. They do not expand, and the population of the family has always been very scarce. In each generation, there are at most three people, generally only one heir.

  It's just such a strange family, yet they are all top-notch masters of generations.

  This is not like an ordinary family with only a few outstanding ones. They are all top-notch masters in every generation, and there has never been a master below the king level.

  Especially the current king of mercenaries, Zhou Zhuowen. This old man is also one of the ten kings of the contemporary era with the identity of the king of mercenaries. Apart from this, his two sons, Zhou Juewu and Zhou Juezhan, are also top-notch masters at the level of Tianwang, hence they are known as the Three Heavenly Kings of Wenwu.

  Among them, Zhou Juewu's son, Zhou Zhenwang, was already 17 years old, the same age as Xie Ao Yu. He had already established a great reputation and it was rumored that the mercenary family's cultivation method was to start cultivating Dou Qi at the age of 13, before which one had to lay a solid foundation. However, he had gone out alone for training a year ago, tempered himself for a year, and experienced 71 battles. Even when facing powerful Rainbow-level masters, he could retreat with ease, except for one defeat.

  Zhou Zhenwang's grandfather Zhou Zhuowen even predicted that Zhou Zhenwang would one day surpass him.

  As a result, Zhou Zhenwang's reputation became even more prominent. Although he was too young, only a 17-year-old youth, his talent was recognized by everyone, so he was ranked as one of the four major young mercenaries, while the other three were actually already 27 or 28 years old.

  "The appeal of tens of thousands of people, tsk, this kid is not simple." Xie Ao Yu also felt a sense of emotion, "But how did he choose to challenge me?"

  Others who were asked this question also felt stunned.

  Right, why choose to challenge Xie Ao Yu?

  To say nothing of other things, in terms of influence, Xie Ao Yu seems to be far less loud than others. Moreover, he has just started to show his head and shouldn't have attracted the attention of Zhou Zhen Wang yet.

  Zhou Zhenwang, just by the name, you can tell that he is a master of the future who will shock the ten kings, and also the sincere expectation of the mercenary king family for him. He is someone that ordinary people cannot even look up to.

  "Who knows, maybe you're just too handsome and he's jealous." Qin Yueyi replied.

  Xie Ao Yu touched his own cheek and dryly laughed: "Little devil, you don't have to insult me like that, I know my appearance is very ordinary."

  Amidst the loud laughter of several people, he arrived at the Tian Luo Magic Martial Academy.

  When he arrived, he found that the originally lively college was quiet and there were only a few students.

  When I arrived at the first arena of the Luo Mo Wu Academy, I was shocked by the spectacular scene. The entire audience seats were packed with people, and there wasn't a single empty seat in the 100,000-seat stadium.

  Xie Ao Yu is here!

  "Coward is coming, look quickly."

  "He finally dares to come and fight."

  Those who had seen Xie Aoyu and Gu Junxian's great battle before, upon seeing Xie Aoyu enter the scene, immediately shouted out loud, with 100,000 people suddenly erupting into a deafening roar.

  This attitude made Xie Ao Yu feel a bit unaccustomed.

  What's even more ridiculous is that the audience almost unanimously supported Zhou Zhenwang, looking down on Xie Ao Yu with disdain and ridicule, even calling him a "coward" for not daring to come and fight.

  Xie Ao Yu could only shrug his shoulders and didn't mind it.

  If he is disturbed by external emotions, then there is no need for him to fight, and it's better to admit defeat.

  "Shut up!" Qin Yueyi stepped onto the dueling platform, her slender jade fingers pointing in all directions as she shouted with an air of authority.

  Xie Ao Yu muttered to himself, "The little devil is going to be unlucky."

  Even if the principal of Tianluo Magic Academy, Han Li, said that 100,000 people would still have someone singing a different tune. Among these people, there are countless professions and identities.

  To his surprise, the whole room fell silent instantly.

  "The little devil is formidable." Xie Ao Yu gave a thumbs up.

  Bingwu laughed and said, "You haven't seen anything more exaggerated than that. Before you came, she once slapped the mother of the Imperial Noble Consort in front of thousands of people, and in the end, His Majesty actually made her apologize."

  "Is that an exaggeration?" Xie Ao Yu asked in surprise, he actually looked at Qin Yue Yi with new eyes, it seemed that he didn't really understand Qin Yue Yi after all. She seemed to have a very special status in the Tian Luo Empire, as the mother of the imperial concubine, which made her the emperor's mother-in-law. Moreover, he also discovered that even Gulite from the Pasca family was somewhat wary of Qin Yue Yi, and he was a core member of the Pasca family, which was on par with the Qin family. Why would he be wary of Qin Yue Yi?

  At this time, Qin Yue called out: "Great Devil come up and beat him!"

  Following Qin Yue's pointing direction, all that could be seen was a man standing quietly on the dueling platform. He was about 1.7 meters tall and looked very robust. A heavy sword was inserted into the ground, with both his hands placed on the hilt. His appearance was quite ordinary, but his expression was inexplicably calm. There was no anger shown due to Xie Ao Yu's tardiness, nor was there any change due to the roar of the 100,000-strong crowd, as if he were a block of wood.

  He is Zhou Zhenwang!

  A youth who is said to be able to intimidate ten kings.

  Xie Ao Yu smiled calmly and walked slowly towards the dueling stage, standing opposite Zhou Zhen Wang. The little devil then walked down from the dueling stage.

  "Xie Ao Yu?" Zhou Zhen Wang said.

  Xie Ao Yu nodded slightly, "Before the duel, can you answer a question for me?"

  "Speak." King Zhou Zhen was frugal with his words.

  "Why challenge me? My name doesn't seem to have reached your ears yet, does it? It's even less likely to attract you." Xie Ao Yu threw out the question.

  The whole audience was silent as if all the birds had stopped chirping.

  Everyone perked up their ears.

  Indeed, it's also strange why Zhou Zhenwang wants to challenge Xie Ao Yu. Even if it's a challenge, it should be Xie Ao Yu challenging Zhou Zhenwang instead.

  Through the installation of magical amplification charms around the dueling arena and in the dark recesses of the spectator seats, everyone can hear every word spoken by those on the dueling platform.

  "Because Star King said you will be the first master under the future starry sky." Zhou Zhen Wang's voice remained calm.

  But the audience was boiling.

  If it were someone else who said that, people would definitely be suspicious. But the one who said this is Xing Wang, one of the top ten kings, and he even borrowed Zhou Zhen Wang's mouth to say it, so no one suspects a thing.

  Xie Ao Yu couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

  This must be Xing Luo telling Xing Wang about the Three-Colored Divine Pill, because whoever possesses the Three-Colored Divine Pill can become a War Emperor, it's a legend, so that's why Xing Wang would say something like this.

  If Zhou Zhenwang were to say it out loud, he would probably become the enemy of countless people immediately.

  "This must be the Star King's joke, he has never seen me before, how can he predict my future achievements." Xie Ao Yu thought to minimize the impact of this statement.

  "I believe!"

  "Boom!"

  The audience was shocked.

  The noisy audience was directly ignored by Zhou Zhenwang, his self-expression was very fierce, no longer speaking, slowly drawing out the heavy sword.

  "Is this the Regicide Sword of the Mercenary King's family inheritance?" Xie Ao Yu narrowed his eyes and said.

  "It's exactly." Zhou Zhen Wang pointed the sword tip at Xie Ao Yu, his battle intent suddenly bursting out, his entire body as if enveloped by a layer of blue light.

  Xie Ao Yu put on the Overlord Fist suit, "You are the King Killer, then I'll use the Overlord Fist suit."

  Zhou Zhenwang's eyes narrowed, and his fighting spirit grew even stronger.

  Everyone knows that Xie Ao Yu possesses the Lei Ling Sacred Knife, but now he's using a pair of boxing gloves instead of the sacred knife. It's clear that he's underestimating Zhou Zhen Wang.

  The audience suddenly erupted in boos and catcalls.

  Xie Ao Yu couldn't help but laugh to himself, he was precisely because of being too cautious that he used the Overlord Fist set, that Tyrant Sword wasn't something an ordinary Sacred Artifact could compare to, it was a Super Sacred Artifact, and even the Thunder Spirit Sacred Knife wasn't at an advantage when facing it, instead it was the Overlord Fist set's super abnormal defensive capabilities that had the upper hand.

  Splash!

  Zhou Zhenwang raised the royal sword, held it upright on his right side, and charged forward with large strides. His feet stomped the ground, producing a thunderous sound that drowned out the cheers of the audience, "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Astonishing war intent is stern.

  The blue light on the sword of regicide soared into the sky, a sword energy shot out, and his speed was getting faster and faster, finally turning into a blue light.

  As soon as he made his move, he showed off his strength beyond Gu Junxian's.

  The air on the dueling platform seemed to solidify, like ripples on water, this was the external manifestation of Zhou Zhenwang's shocking war intent.