The Villainesses Are All On My Side, How Can You Compete With Me? - Chapter 22:

Chapter 22: Instantly Killing a 9th‑Stage Battle Spirit, Defying a Battle Sect

Liu Bai stood before the city gate, his posture straight and sharp like a spear. He was alone, yet his aura surged skyward, as if an entire army stood behind him.

The countless Northern Xiongnu soldiers who saw him couldn’t help but have their pupils shrink slightly, their eyes filled with horror. “What a powerful aura!”

“Was that a Kunpeng just now?”

“I don’t know, maybe we were seeing things?”

“Either way, this man isn’t ordinary!”

“What’s there to fear? We have the numbers! He’s just one man! Everyone, attack and crush him!!”

With a furious shout, the Northern Xiongnu soldiers surged forward in a frenzy, wielding spears and sabers, their faces twisted in ferocity. They were ready to tear Liu Bai to pieces.

Facing the oncoming storm of killing intent, Liu Bai’s eyes flashed coldly. Standing before the gate, he did not move an inch.

Just as the soldiers closed in, his fist suddenly shot out.

Boom!

A tyrannical wave of power erupted from him. In that instant, it was as if an overlord stood before the pass, and none could break through!

It was the Liu family’s advanced combat art—Overlord Fist!

With a deafening roar, his fist force swept out like a raging flood. The soldiers charging at him were instantly sent flying.

Some had their bones shattered, others had their organs crushed. Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the ground before Liu Bai scarlet.

With just one punch, he killed dozens—nearly a hundred—Northern Xiongnu soldiers.

The sheer power of that single strike made the onlookers’ scalps go numb.

On the city wall, the commander of Jubei City’s defenders had his eyes light up. “Good! I didn’t expect the Great Zhou to have such a young and valiant general! Heaven truly blesses our Great Zhou!”

Meanwhile, within the Northern Xiongnu army, a middle‑aged general in armor narrowed his eyes as he looked at Liu Bai. “That aura… he’s a Battle Spirit!”

“Such a young Battle Spirit in the Great Zhou?”

Even he was stunned. But then, cold killing intent flared in his eyes. “A Battle Spirit like this, if left alive, will become a grave threat to Northern Xiongnu. Kill him!”

Without hesitation, he gripped his spear and charged forward. In an instant, he crossed more than fifty meters, arriving before Liu Bai, his spear thrusting out like a dragon emerging from the sea—ferocious and unstoppable!

“Hmph, a petty trick.”

Facing that lightning‑fast strike, Liu Bai did not retreat. He threw out another punch—the Overlord Fist again, but this time even more domineering.

Boom! The spear force shattered on impact. The general’s arm went numb as he staggered back several meters. The tiger’s mouth of his hand split open, blood dripping down his weapon.

“What a terrifying punch!”

“This youth’s strength is monstrous—it’s completely beyond what a Battle Spirit should possess!”

His pupils constricted. He was a 9th‑stage Battle Spirit expert, yet Liu Bai had effortlessly sent him flying with a single blow. The power was beyond imagination.

“Again!” the general roared, unwilling to admit defeat.

He attacked once more, his spear sweeping out in a blur. “Flood Dragon Spear Technique!”

In an instant, countless spear shadows enveloped Liu Bai from all directions, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

But Liu Bai had no intention of retreating.

Spiritual power flooded his body like a river bursting its banks. The force alone shattered the incoming spear shadows. He stepped forward and appeared before the general in a blink, then slammed down his palm.

Crack!

The man’s head exploded under the strike—instantly killed!

One move—he killed a 9th‑stage Battle Spirit!

“What?!”

“General Wang… General Wang is dead?! How is that possible?!”

“Impossible! General Wang was at the 9th‑stage of the Battle Spirit Realm! How could he be killed in one move?! Who the hell is this man?!”

“Damn it, this is too terrifying!”

As they watched their general die instantly, the other Northern Xiongnu soldiers trembled, fear spreading through them like ice.

Liu Bai grabbed the fallen general’s spear and began swinging it. He knew nothing about spear techniques, but his sheer strength was overwhelming.

Wherever the spear swept, it screamed through the air; every soldier it struck was torn apart on the spot.

The difference in strength was too vast. Compared to Liu Bai, they were ants before an elephant.

Soon, a mountain of corpses piled before the gate, and the spear in Liu Bai’s hand was reduced to a battered wreck.

He tossed it aside and picked up a large saber from the ground. After two swings, the saber light split a Northern Xiongnu soldier cleanly in half.

He was cutting through the Northern Xiongnu like chopping vegetables.

“Enough! Do you think our Northern Xiongnu has no experts?!” a furious voice thundered.

A white‑haired elder stepped out from the Northern Xiongnu ranks. His aura was powerful—far beyond the Battle Spirit Realm. The spiritual energy around him was condensed and sharp.

That was qi steel—exclusive to the Battle Sect Realm!

Qi steel was spiritual energy compressed to its highest density. Compared to ordinary spiritual energy, it was like steel versus wood. That was why Battle Sect experts utterly crushed those below them.

The elder stared at Liu Bai coldly, as if looking at a dead man.

Whoosh!

In an instant, he appeared before Liu Bai, striking out with a palm.

A massive golden handprint formed from qi steel descended to crush him.

“So what if you’re a Battle Sect?” Liu Bai said indifferently.

Spiritual power surged violently from his body. The energy was far beyond what any Battle Spirit should possess, filled with an unstoppable and domineering might.

Golden light burst from him, and behind him, a majestic phantom faintly appeared—his Primordial Heavenly Venerable Body awakened!

He struck out with his Overlord Fist again. The fist shattered the golden handprint and slammed into the elder’s chest.

Crack!

The elder’s protective qi steel shattered. His chest caved in completely; bones and flesh were crushed into pulp.

He flew backward, spraying blood in midair, and crashed to the ground—dead on the spot!

Not far away, the Dark Dragon finally arrived on the battlefield just in time to witness Liu Bai slay a Battle Sect with a single punch. He was utterly stunned.

“Holy—!”

“The Young Master is this fierce?! Killed a Battle Sect while still a Battle Spirit?!”

Though the difference between the Battle Spirit and Battle Sect Realms was only one level, the gap was enormous.

Liu Bai had crossed that chasm and killed a Battle Sect!

Such a feat was nearly unheard of in the Great Zhou.

And this wasn’t just killing a Battle Sect—it was a one‑punch kill!

In all of Great Zhou’s history, there was likely no one else like him.

“Dammit!”

A furious roar came from within the Northern Xiongnu army as a golden‑haired man charged forward like a raging lion, his aura even more terrifying than the elder’s.

He wasn’t a Battle Sect—he was a Battle Marquis!

But at that moment, within Jubei City, another powerful aura erupted. A middle‑aged man in armor soared into the sky, shouting, “Northern Xiongnu general, do you think Jubei City has no Battle Marquis? If you want to touch him, you’ll have to go through me!”

The armored man spoke coldly as he clashed head‑on with the Northern Xiongnu Battle Marquis, the two titans colliding in a fierce battle above the city.