As the dust slowly settled, Xiang Yu stood up, his clothes tattered from the powerful force, his body covered in bloody wounds.
Seeing this, the head steward was quite pleased with himself, "Although you are very strong, you cannot win at this level."
The head steward was naturally confident in Xiang Yu's strength. After all, Xiang Yu possessed monstrous talent, had an extremely powerful physique, and was further empowered by the power of their world. His current strength was far beyond what this world could match.
No matter how strong Ying Zheng was, he was still a person of this world, and there was an insurmountable gap in their upper limit of strength.
Ying Zheng's eyes were indifferent. "Since that's the case, then how about this?"
After speaking, he raised Tai'a with one hand, and the aura around him began to surge again.
As the energy continued to converge towards Tai'a, Tai'a's energy began to surge, and the Sword God trembled slightly, as if something was awakening.
When that power grew to the point of being capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, the Tai'a Sword suddenly let out a roar, like the angry roar of a divine dragon, deafeningly loud.
Immediately, Ying Zheng gripped Tai'a tightly and slashed at Xiang Yu. Tai'a drew an arc, and then a fierce sword intent surged out, transforming into a golden dragon that rushed towards Xiang Yu.
The dragon roared to the heavens, tearing apart the surrounding void. Wherever it passed, the earth was uprooted, sand and stones flew everywhere, and dust billowed in all directions.
Faced with this attack possessing immense power, Xiang Yu's eyes darkened, and his aura began to surge.
He gripped the Overlord Halberd tightly with both hands, then swung it fiercely towards Ying Zheng. A powerful aura roared out, transforming into a fierce tiger that pounced on the golden dragon.
That was the embodiment of all of Xiang Yu's power, and it was incredibly strong, sweeping towards the golden dragon with the force of overturning rivers and seas.
The two forces collided in the next instant, and a violent shockwave exploded outwards, instantly creating a gale that shattered everything around them.
The golden dragon was unstoppable. With its powerful charge, it instantly shattered the tiger's head, and then the tiger's body extended to its tail.
Under the impact of that absolute power, the tiger could not withstand the force, and its entire body shattered and dissipated into the air.
The golden dragon roared away and slammed heavily into Xiang Yu, instantly causing his entire body to sink into the ground, cracks spreading outwards.
As the deafening roar resounded, the area around Xiang Yu was engulfed by the golden dragon, transforming into a sea of fire that blotted out the sky and the sun. A powerful aura surged forth, directly swallowing up everything around them.
A moment later, the dust slowly settled, and Xiang Yu lay on the ground, his body covered in wounds, clearly unable to move.
The once invincible man could not withstand the immense power of Tai'a and collapsed to the ground.
Seeing Xiang Yu's appearance, the head steward sneered, "Useless trash!"
I thought that with so much help given to Xiang Yu, coupled with his great talent, he would be able to easily defeat the Qin people and crush them. But I never expected that he would be defeated in the end.
But the head butler felt no regret; instead, he felt only anger.
Ying Ziyu stared at the head steward, "The reason you helped him was to learn about the world's top combat forces through him, right? Now you've achieved that."
Ying Ziyu was also aware that this steward had no relation to Xiang Yu, and as someone from a higher world, Xiang Yu couldn't offer him any significant benefits.
The reason he helped Xiang Yu was simply to use him as a pawn, to make him work for him.
Xiang Yu also played his part, fighting against all of Qin's strongest forces. The chief steward naturally understood the strength of Qin.
Once Xiang Yu's role as a pawn was fulfilled, the chief steward naturally wouldn't care whether he lived or died.
The head steward looked at the little guy and said, "Now that this old servant understands, there is no need for the young master to struggle. Just follow this old servant back obediently."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng's eyes turned cold. He moved swiftly towards the head steward and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. The Tai'a sword in his hand whistled out and went straight for the head steward's face.
This sword strike was unstoppable, its powerful sword intent causing only a slight tremor in the void, and a soft hissing could be heard from the blade.
Faced with this sword strike, the head steward remained completely calm, not even glancing at Ying Zheng, but staring straight at the little guy.
When the long sword was about to pierce him, the head steward raised his hand and extended two fingers, then gently pinched it between his index and middle fingers, firmly holding the Tai'a sword.
The originally powerful sword intent dissipated instantly the moment it was pinched by the head steward's fingers, like a drop of water flowing into a vast ocean, swallowed up in an instant, without any further reaction.
Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng's eyes widened. "How is this possible?"
His current strength is extremely high. Even when facing Xiang Yu, who can defeat many masters, he can still control him. His strength is definitely among the top in the world.
But this fierce sword intent was like a child's play to the head steward, and he was completely overwhelmed.
The head steward turned to look at Ying Zheng, his eyes full of contempt. "I have said long ago that mere mortals can never touch my world."
After speaking, he grabbed Tai'a's arm and flung it away. A violent and immense force surged out, like an endless ocean, instantly sending Ying Zheng and his sword flying. Ying Zheng crashed heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Even though Ying Zheng's power has now awakened and his physical body is much stronger than before, he is still no match for this powerful force.
With just one blow, he suffered severe internal injuries.
After glancing at the little guy, Ying Zheng forced himself to stand up again despite the excruciating pain, staring coldly at the head steward. "It's alright, your father is here."
After he finished speaking, his aura surged and converged towards Tai'a. As the aura flowed in, Tai'a's aura surged, and a long hum resounded from the blade.
Immediately, Ying Zheng gripped Tai'a tightly and slashed down, the sword intent transforming into a raging golden dragon that swept straight toward the chief steward.
Despite the attack that had just defeated Xiang Yu, the head steward remained calm. With a wave of his hand, a primordial power surged forth, like a raging ocean crashing into a mud pile, instantly shattering the golden dragon.
The aftershocks of the force continued to spread, directly sending Ying Zheng flying. With a "bang," he crashed into a wall and shattered it, his body engulfed in the impact.
After defeating Ying Zheng, the head steward said smugly, "You see? This is the power gap between different worlds. Even if you are the top combatant in this world, you are nothing more than an ant that can be easily manipulated in front of me."
The little guy looked at him and said, "Let the person who truly wants my talent come out."
Upon hearing this, the head steward's expression changed slightly. "What nonsense is the young master talking about?"
The little fellow's eyes turned cold. "Patriarch of the Ying family, let him come out!"
A hint of shock flashed in the head butler's eyes, but he calmed down after a moment and looked at the little guy with a complicated expression. "So you already knew."
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