Chapter 1 The Power of Brute Force!

Using force to overcome skill, a bumbling oaf conquers an expert!

Hu Ma slammed into Miss Zhou, the Fourth of the Zhou family, sending her staggering. Her small face changed color as she stared in disbelief at Hu Ma.

So unreasonable…

They were both in the mansion to observe the year’s end. In the yang world, she was already a grandmaster-level figure. How could she be fighting with these clumsy, unskilled fists?

But Hu Ma didn't care. He grinned grimly, his measuring-the-heavens boots taking several steps in quick succession. In an instant, he had caught up with the rapidly retreating Miss Zhou, the Fourth, and with arms outstretched, he suddenly reached for the jade bottle in her arms.

"Not good!"

Miss Zhou, the Fourth, reacted, protecting the jade bottle. Her dharma image suddenly shimmered, sprouting countless arms that rained down, palms, fists, and seals all aimed at Hu Ma.

Normally, Hu Ma would have dodged and countered, but he disregarded everything. Borrowing the tattered armor covering the dharma image, he endured the attacks, his hands reaching for the jade bottle in her arms, suddenly dropping downwards.

In an instant, he had wrapped his arms around Miss Zhou, the Fourth's slender waist.

"Let go!"

Miss Zhou, the Fourth, hadn't expected Hu Ma to be so tough that she couldn't hurt him, nor did she expect that his move for the jade bottle was a feint. Embraced around her slender waist, her tender face flushed red with shame and her mind was thrown into chaos as she shouted sternly.

But the next moment, Hu Ma suddenly straightened his waist and lifted, hoisting Miss Zhou, the Fourth, into the air, then, in a body slam, he threw her to the ground.

"Bastard…"

Even with the protection of her dharma image, Miss Zhou, the Fourth, was shaken to her core. This turn of events was even more embarrassing and infuriating than having her waist grabbed. Just as she was about to burst into curses, she felt her ankle tighten, and Hu Ma had lifted her up by her feet.

Bang!

He swung her high and slammed her into the ground again!

The commotion stunned everyone around. They swallowed quietly, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Wait…

How could Miss Zhou, the Fourth, seem to be unable to fight back?

Amidst the silence, Senior Longjing, who had been circling the large pot, turned his head and glanced at the unsightly scene, a hint of a smile on his lips. He murmured, "Lao Jun Mei, your disciple isn't without potential."

"It's just that she seems distracted, not putting enough effort into your method, and she lacks your confidence from back then."

"But don't thank me, I'm forcing it out of her!"

"..."

"..."

Meanwhile, Miss Zhou, the Fourth, was completely suppressed by Hu Ma's brute-force fighting style, utterly humiliated. She could break his ultimate moves, intercept his techniques, but against this pure strength contest, endurance, and childlike wrestling skills, she was at a great disadvantage.

Her dharma image transformed endlessly, constantly displaying various abilities, attacking Hu Ma, but they were ineffective against his armor.

She regretted not picking up the double hammers, but now she had no chance. Without a weapon, she could only target his weaknesses, but this Great Might Grandfather seemed to have no weaknesses.

"Calculated it…"

At the same time, nearby, the blind Seventh Master suddenly raised his head.

Tears welled up in his eye sockets, and his voice was noticeably hoarse as he shouted, "Miss Zhou, the Fourth, this man is fated for eternal damnation! You must strike his Tanzhong, Xuehai, Jiquan, and Liangqiu acupoints…"

"..."

"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"

He shouted urgently, his words rapid, but in this situation, Miss Zhou, the Fourth, didn't miss a single word. Following his instructions, she twisted her slender waist, breaking free from Hu Ma's grasp. Then, with nimble techniques, her finger strikes, palm strikes, and fist strikes all landed on Hu Ma's major acupoints.

Even in this disadvantageous position, her acupoint striking technique was exquisitely beautiful.

After striking, she retreated swiftly, watching Hu Ma intently, her mind complex, even subconsciously reaching out to rub her butt.

Her expression was uncertain, seemingly victorious, but without any joy in winning. Moreover, thinking deeper, it didn't seem like she had won on her own, but rather had turned the tide with the guidance of an expert in the Haishou sect.

"Restrained him…"

At the same time, the Meng family disciples around her cheered, looking at the tearful blind Seventh Master. "Seventh Master, you... why are you crying?"

"I..."

The blind Seventh Master wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve and said, "This kid's fate is too tragic…"

"I've calculated countless people's fates, and I've never seen one as tragic as his…"

"..."

Those around him were puzzled. What kind of fate did that evil being have that it was so tragic that even his opponent was moved to tears of sympathy after calculating it?

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, Hu Ma, having been struck on his acupoints, stood motionless. His dharma image was slightly dimmed. He lowered his head, looking at his body, seemingly curious as to why he couldn't move, or perhaps curious about something else…

The Meng family disciples couldn't care less and swarmed forward, ready to attack.

But then, suddenly, the sound of tearing fabric echoed from Hu Ma's body. The next moment, a tattered black robe on his body was ripped apart, falling to the ground in strips.

Then he slowly raised his head, looking at Miss Zhou, the Fourth, and grinned. With the black robe gone, his face was finally revealed, a row of white teeth, a ferocious smile, clearly etched in Miss Zhou, the Fourth's eyes.

"Not good…"

Miss Zhou, the Fourth, suddenly reacted, her expression changed, and she retreated hastily, but he reached out, and unexpectedly, grabbed her by the neck, lifting her into the air.

One hand reached for the jade bottle in her arms, while the other hand exerted force, about to snap her neck.

The sudden change was unimaginable. Miss Zhou, the Fourth's face was ashen, unable to resist, but the next moment, countless Yin spirits suddenly emerged from the jade bottle in her arms.

They were the ghosts from the bottle.

The ghosts in the bottle who had guided her cultivation and ways to defeat her enemies also sensed the danger at this moment, and one by one, they emerged. Although they were already Yin spirits, each one seemed to possess the dignity of a grandmaster, shouting and striking towards Hu Ma's face.

This was unexpected. Hu Ma was in a state of berserk fury. If he had time to prepare, he could have restrained himself, but he didn't care at this moment. He suddenly opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the Yin spirits one by one, chewing loudly, his mouth full of trembling arms and legs.

"Bottle Master…"

Miss Zhou watched, her heart aching, and she cried out.

But this cry caught Hu Ma's attention. Not satisfied with chewing, he snatched the jade bottle from her arms and stuffed it into his mouth.

"What's going on?"

Everything fell silent. Everyone stared blankly at the incredible scene.

"Pfft…"

At the same time, as the black robe shattered, the blind Seventh Master suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, and wrinkles grew rapidly on his old face, making him look twenty years older.

"Wrong, wrong…"

He muttered to himself, "Miscalculated, how could I be so wrong…"

"Who has such great ability, daring to harm me with this heaven-defying method, creating a life out of thin air for me to calculate?"

"...and making it so tragic?"

"..."

"Something's wrong, save Miss Zhou, the Fourth…"

The Meng family disciples also realized that things had escalated, and they rushed forward desperately.

But now, in Hu Ma's eyes, they were just bait, fueling his ferocity. Unleashing himself, he grabbed them one by one and stuffed them into his mouth. The inner city of Wawang Death City instantly became like hell.

Amid the chaos, Miss Zhou, the Fourth, whose soul light was damaged, was carried out of the battle by two Yin spirits that flew out of the jade bottle, covering her head and fleeing in haste.

And this battered Miss Zhou, the Fourth, looked back at the ferocious, endless, pot-bellied Ghost King, both angry and stunned, tears streaming down her face. "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be…"

"My Zhou family's methods cannot lose in your hands…"

"I will find you, I will definitely find you, even if you are an evil being, I will find you…"

"Go to the Hu family!"

"I will spare no expense to ask the Hu family to help me find him!"

"..."

"..."

As Miss Zhou, the Fourth, fled far away, and the Meng family disciples were slaughtered by Hu Ma, who had unleashed his ferocity, a slightly helpless voice suddenly came from the side: "That's enough, it's all clean now."

"I just told you to kill a few people, but you made such a mess, wailing ghosts everywhere. Can't you be a little cleaner?"

"..."

"Hmm?"

Hu Ma was filled with ferocity, and suddenly, he stared intently at Senior Longjing.

But this glare met Senior Longjing's calm gaze, and he hesitated slightly, his ferocity gradually receding.

"Something's wrong…"

He suddenly stopped his Dharma image and his face turned pale, nearly vomiting. "I... I ate people?"

He had just been in a state of great ferocity, but he wasn't without memories. He immediately remembered the scene of swallowing countless evil ghosts.

Ghosts were transformed from people, so what was the difference between that and eating people?

"What eating people?"

Senior Longjing almost laughed in anger and said, "You just took their karma."

"Yin spirits can only be scattered, not eaten, but their karma can be shouldered by your dharma image. This is actually a method of deliverance, but others don't understand, and from afar, they only see the Great Might Grandfather eating people, and that's how he got the name of the pot-bellied Ghost King…"

"Of course, it would have been fine if you had just defeated Miss Zhou, the Fourth, but you even swallowed her jade bottle. That was something I didn't expect…"

As he spoke, a look of amusement appeared on his face. He shook his head and sighed, "You handle the rest yourself, I can't be bothered. Let's go see these purple Tai Sui!"

"The Meng family really spared no expense. High-grade ah…"

"Lucky you!"