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Chapter 916: Extreme Stealing
"Zhou Daqian, you know that you cut off your own path to survival."

Ren Zong proudly listed his "illegal crimes" to Zhou You.

"The Eighth Gentleman is not a harsh person. If you had bowed your head obediently at the beginning, it would still be a situation where the king and the minister are in harmony. But you should never, ever kill the messenger and make the Eighth Gentleman lose all his face."

"Even so, the Eight Gentlemen still gave you a last chance, but why did you kill the second messenger?"

"Ying Tianfeng originally wanted to capture you alive, but you killed him. Now if I take action, not only will you die, but your entire family will die."

Having said this, Ren Zong waved his sleeves and said, "Forget it, there is no point in talking to you any more, just die in peace!"

In his opinion, Zhou You's brief burst of grandmaster-level combat power and his masterful sword move were nothing more than extraordinary performance that could not be repeated.

Renzong looked around and could not see any trace of Zhou Nanwang, and the octogenarian master was also stopped in another corner.

In this situation and at this time, no one could stop him from taking action against Zhou You.

Facing a grandmaster-level attack head-on was an experience Zhou You had never had in his life. It was like facing a natural enemy and feeling powerless.

That kind of condescending pressure is a unique characteristic that transcends a great realm.

"The world is divided into six directions, and one direction points to the country!"

Ren Zong lightly flicked out a fingertip, and in the blink of an eye it suddenly grew into a huge mountain and pressed down on his head.

This is a level of strength that is completely different from Ying Tianfeng's.

Before this, Ying Tianfeng's various methods, including the Martial Saint's fragment 'Phantom Taking from the Outside World', although powerful, gave Zhejiang the feeling that they were within Zhou You's reach.

But the power of the Human Sect's attack was significantly higher, so powerful that it was out of reach.

A strong warrior and a martial artist are two completely different species, and when a master faces a strong warrior, he becomes a higher being that surpasses him.

To put it in an analogy, it's like a fully armed strong man beating a three-year-old child who only has a stick in his hand.

The master who deals real money does not offer any discounts, and is so sharp and unreasonable.

"I'm coming!"

In Zhou You's mind space, the two phantoms in the Thirteen Forms of Martial Saint and the Strike Class moved in unison.

He has been studying and practicing diligently recently, constantly switching between the fists and thoughts of Zhenbei Ge and Tiannan Divine Sword in his mind space, which has not only helped him accumulate experience, but also absorbed a large number of essential moves.

The movement of the Baiyun Spear changed, becoming more like a 'Spear'. Zhu Ruoxuan was shocked when he saw it, "Ancestor!"

The familiar starting move, the familiar power, it was Zhen Beige's routine.

The Mo Shou Sword in his other hand did not have such a distinctive style. After all, the Tiannan Divine Sword drew on the strengths of hundreds of schools and had no fixed routines, but the level of exquisiteness it displayed was obvious to all.

“Clang, swish!”

Ren Zong's nonchalant move was actually blocked by the combined attack of spear and sword.

Zhou You smiled slightly. During the battle of minds, he was abused in every way and defeated so miserably that he developed rich experience of "defeat".

However, both of the two fist intentions and fist thoughts were the top-notch and peerless in the world, and it was not shameful to put them under their divided thoughts.

Over a long period of time, the skills that had been honed through countless defeats were now perfected under the oppression of the Human Sect.

At this moment Zhou You thought of watching the peacock. Once upon a time, as a high-level martial artist, he could hunt down the seriously injured and powerful Wu Du Taiyue with his exquisite sword moves.

He is the only person Zhou You has ever seen in his life who can overcome the realm gap with his moves.

At this moment, Zhou You was just like the Peacock back then. With the powerful martial arts realm of the seventh level, he fought against the enemy clan with gun and sword.

"..."

Ren Zong's face was full of shock. He didn't believe it and slightly clenched his palms. In the blink of an eye, he switched hundreds of moves. The afterimages of each switch overlapped and finally turned into raindrops falling from the sky.

In an instant, hundreds of Grandmaster-level attacks covered the area where Zhou You was. The sky and earth in this area were like a dented plastic film, and the scenery was distorted.

Zhou You was in this space, his limbs and torso were squeezed and stretched like dough, even a strong golden body was stretched to the limit, his tendons, bones, flesh and blood groaned.

He grabbed the spear and sword and thrust forward. At this moment, countless scenes of mental battles emerged in his mind.

Abandon all external embellishments and return to the core essence of combat, which is the collision and confrontation between warriors, fists, feet and weapons.

"Zhou Daqian, where is your Grandmaster's Mark?"

Ren Zong questioned, "If you don't play this trump card, you will definitely lose!"

He was a little surprised. Just now, Zhou You suddenly burst out with the Grandmaster's mark and used moves comparable to those of a Grandmaster, which made Ying Tianfeng unable to dodge and died on the spot.

Now facing an even more terrifying Grandmaster, he hides the Grandmaster's mark and does not use it.

Could it be that this thing also has restrictions on its use, or is it inconvenient to use repeatedly in a short period of time?
Ren Zong thought he had grasped the key point, and he exerted his strength with a sneer. The master's power was overwhelming, like a raging storm. The spear and sword shook and trembled like dry grass, almost flying out of his hands.

“Every industry is difficult!”

Under the same night sky, on a tall building in Beijing, eight gentlemen leaned against the carved railings and sighed softly.

The brothers' eyes were all on him. If he failed to defeat Zhou Daqian this time, he would lose face and the allies he had gathered with great difficulty would surely turn against him.

Therefore, he cannot lose and must defeat Zhou Daqian to establish his authority.

However, there has been no reply until now, which made him feel uneasy.

Although the Eight Gentlemen have always given outsiders the impression of being deep-minded and shrewd in calculations, he is still a human being after all, and as a human being there are times when he cannot control the situation.

Even his greatest idol in this life, his biological father Feng Jun, had his moment of grief.

The Eight Gentlemen attached great importance to Zhou Daqian, and Uncle Wang and a group of masters were all sent out, which was a full-scale mobilization.

Now, he has only a few guards around him. If foreign enemies invade, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Eighth Gentleman, I'm sorry for coming here uninvited!"

Hearing these plain words, the eight gentlemen felt a pang in their hearts. The worst situation had happened.

He asked calmly, "Who is coming?"

The sound came from far away, startling Wu Luoye, Lu Xiangxing and others who were hiding in the surroundings. "Stop, don't go any further."

There were sounds of collision and screams in the darkness, and within a few breaths, the uninvited guests appeared in front of them.

"The Heart Demon Ring has met the Eight Gentlemen!"

The host of the Heart Demon Ring, the biggest demon in the world!

The Eighth Gentleman thought to himself, damn it, why is he here? This beast is the one he least wants to provoke.

Under normal circumstances, with so many masters around him, the Eight Gentlemen would still be wary of facing the other party, not to mention that tonight is his weakest moment.

"It is not appropriate for you to visit me so late at night. Please leave for now and come back tomorrow!"

The Eight Gentlemen were resolute in their attitude.

However, he faced someone with bad intentions...

"Eighth Gentleman, I'm here only to ask for one thing. If you give it to me, I'll leave immediately. If you don't, I'll rob you!"

Hearing these words, the eight gentlemen's hearts sank to the bottom of the sea, knowing that they would not be able to let it go today.

(End of this chapter)