Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 1037: Chapter 803: Extreme Interpretation

You’re spouting nonsense.

This was Huai Shi’s first reaction.

It’s not that he holds Luo Lao’s expertise in contempt or anything like that, nor is it that he doesn’t believe there are things in the world he doesn’t know.

Even if Luo Lao were to speak to him in three thousand words of new concepts, he could accept it.

But this one thing, he finds hard to believe.

A realm beyond the Overload State.

That’s a false proposition in itself, because the Overload State is already the limit.

It has nothing to do with one’s own strength; the Overload State is an excellent universal skill up to the Fifth Stage, but the problem is... it itself is an explosive state formed by the combination of one’s source substance with one’s physical body through mastery of technique.

It’s just like CPU overclocking.

You’re already overclocked, can you further overclock?

Aren’t you afraid of burning the machine?

The reason it’s called Overload State is precisely because it has already surpassed the limit. Now, going beyond the Overload State, whether such a nesting doll method exists or is reasonable is secondary, but what’s the difference from the Overload State itself?

It’s still within the range of the Overload State, just differing in degree.

"You don’t believe?"

Luo Lao laughed mischievously: "Of course, because you don’t believe it, you can’t touch its edge."

"This is fundamentally unreasonable, Luo Lao you know what I’m talking about." Huai Shi seriously replied.

"Reasonable? Is that kind of thing useful?"

Luo Lao’s weird laughter became increasingly ear-piercing: "If everything had to make sense, then nothing would work. Sometimes, if you want to succeed, you must..."

"—Defy reason!"

At that moment, an explosive sound was ear-piercing.

Death Perception suddenly erupted, and Huai Shi was drenched in sweat.

He saw Luo Lao’s Iron Fist advancing.

Material lost its outlines.

Everything dissolved like bubbles before him, replaced by the terrifying blazing light of ten thousand suns exploding simultaneously, erupting from the ground, sweeping, and expanding in all directions, engulfing everything.

It shattered the floor, tore the ground, burst through the ceiling, and shook the sky.

Pure power turned into a tidal wave, rushing straight forward.

Like a massive tidal surge, swallowing him.

Huai Shi’s form lost sensation in an instant, then he seemed to see his shell ignited by the grand stream of light, burned, turned to charcoal, his face slowly cracking, peeling, countless ashes merging into the wind, exposing the grim skeleton.

At the end, the skull evaporated completely along with the body.

Disappearing without a trace.

But when he snapped back from the terrifying illusion, it seemed like nothing had happened, the Iron Fist was still near, only the lingering fear and despair surging inside him remained, suffocating him.

Drenched in sweat.

In the footage, Huai Shi seemed possessed at that moment, face pale, frozen in place, his gaze turning vacant, losing his soul.

Only those present could sense the flash of terrifying power from the elder’s shell at that moment.

The frightening miracle formed by that pure ’power.’

Destruction.

Pure destruction.

The Bhagavad Gita says: At this moment, he seemed to become death, the Destroyer of Worlds.

In the silence, Huai Shi stared blankly, his body slowly sliding down the wall, unable to stand.

Hands trembling.

If Luo Lao had really thrown that punch, he would truly die a bodyless death.

"Have you sensed it?"

Luo Lao slowly pulled back his fist, smirking tauntingly: "That’s the punch that once knocked the Heretic King into the Abyss, the pinnacle of pure mastery—"

"How did you... do it?" Huai Shi asked incredulously, unable to comprehend: "How did you explode with so much power in that instant?"

If Huai Shi’s daily full-force punch is a 10, then Luo Lao’s output could easily surpass 80, yet the terrifying pressure Huai Shi felt at that moment wasn’t even 800, not even 8000.

Eighty thousand? Eight hundred thousand? Or... more?

"Very simple, Huai Shi."

Luo Lao thought for a moment, then seriously said: "Just like how after exercising, lactic acid accumulates in the muscles, as long as you accumulate this power with the lactic acid during exercise, it’s fine.

Day after day, drop by drop, piercing rock—putting the bricks down daily, eventually, you’ll have your own pyramid!"

Huai Shi was almost out of anger: "What kind of nonsense is that!"

"Of course I’m serious, am I joking?

Luo Lao looked at him puzzled, then earnestly said: "This move is exactly like that, the principle is crystal clear, so, the name is ’Extreme Interpretation: Lactic Acid Accumulation.’"

"How is this any different from Sister’s ’Not paying attention to the wind’ or ’Not paying attention to the blade’ distinctions..."

Huai Shi angrily retorted, but his words suddenly stopped.

The last word ’difference’ couldn’t be uttered.

Is there a difference?

No difference...

Both are equally nonsensical, seemingly impractical moves.

But it was all used right in front of Huai Shi.

It was almost as if...

"It was almost as if the whole world had been distorted, right?"

Luo Lao chuckled: "Huai Shi, you obviously created so many miracles yourself, did so many impossible things... why can’t you believe that humans can create miracles?"

He raised his palm and waved it at Huai Shi.

The five fingers clenched into a fist.

This was his miracle.

Now, the miracle was held in his hand.

"The Drummer, Yu Step, are just entry-level skills split from the Overload State, but the Overload State is also just a stepping stone on this path.

Countless years of training and pain, all to reach the limits, recognize the limits, and then... negate the limits!"

Luo Lao said: "This is the threshold to ’Extreme Interpretation’!"

Huai Shi stared blankly at him, unable to react.

It was too fantastical, causing his mind to crash.

How is this different from magic?

But what is the difference between past magic and current technology anyway? It’s just one being the decrees of the gods, the other formed by the laws and frameworks established by countless scholars.

But this was fundamentally different from the laws of scholars.

The laws of scholars need to be projected into the Sea of Silver, using the limitless power of human intelligence as the Origin Spring, finally executed through the power of Chalatustra’s Great Mystery Ceremony.

But the ’Extreme Interpretation’ Luo Lao displayed at this moment...

Huai Shi widened his eyes.

"Have you finally realized it, Huai Shi?" Luo Lao grinned: "Indeed, you’re not beyond saving in foolishness, that’s it—the so-called Extreme Interpretation is without relying on external things, forcibly imposing the laws on materials through the user’s practice, through the unyielding will of a single soul!"

Through one person’s power and will to twist reality, forming an ’magic’ unique to oneself!

"Isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?" Huai Shi still couldn’t accept it.

With the will of a soul, revising the materials before your eyes?

This... in a certain sense, already touches the realm of the Creator, doesn’t it? Even if just a little bit, a part...

"Though there are parts that take advantage of some of the material rules, ultimately, this power itself is unreasonable, not conforming to common sense and the rules of the Sea of Silver."

Luo Lao said: "You must believe it, even if you’re the only one who believes, it doesn’t matter, what do you kids say?"

He pinched his chin and thought for a moment, eyes brightening: "—Belief in one’s heart is magic!"

With one’s own soul, negating the reality before you, using your intention to revise the material before you.

No matter how small this revision is, it can still create results that leave others astonished.

Feel like when heading left you can avoid attacks by going right, then the opponent will definitely miss. As long as you seize the opportunity, you can capitalize on the wind’s negligence, or even the iron’s negligence. If you can capitalize on the air’s negligence, you can definitely reach your opponent, crossing any distance!

Thus, if lactic acid can accumulate, then storing this power like a deposit in muscles surely isn’t a problem!

Out of one hundred thousand practitioners, perhaps ten thousand can learn the skills of the Drummer and Yu Step, but only one hundred can touch the domain of the Overload State.

But among these hundred people in the Overload State, not even one might reach the ultimate goal.

There’s no need to seek inspiration through the daily accumulation and research of scholars, nor like alchemists seeking miracles in Hell.

Just believe in yourself.

Believe in yourself more than anyone, even if the whole world is against you, and everyone denies you.

As long as you have fists, you must punch, crush pain, crush despair, crush every enemy before you, even destiny itself must be crushed!

This endlessly swelling determination is the so-called Extreme Interpretation!

"Hey, that Eye of Nightmare little brat." Luo Lao squinted, looking at Raymond who was watching from afar: "Your tide-cutting stance is quite standard, what’s your relationship with Avery?"

"Uh, cough cough, he is precisely my master." Raymond’s expression twitched: "Though I’m not on good terms with him now, if you have any grudges with him, feel free to find him to resolve it..."

Luo Lao shrugged indifferently: "As for him, I remember he should have something similar, right?"

"Uh, yes, but the teacher doesn’t call it ’Extreme Interpretation,’ he calls it ’Beast Spirit’." Raymond scratched his face and smiled wryly: "But my talent is dull, I’ve always found it difficult to enter."

"That’s normal, his approach doesn’t suit you." Luo Lao twisted his mouth: "You can’t learn it even if you want to."

Just this level? Forget it...

The pose of pity was unmistakable, yet it left Raymond too afraid to even get angry, he could only nod forcefully, you speak well, you speak rightly.

The Extreme Interpretation of the Great Asura, Averson from the Eye of Nightmare, Huai Shi had experienced it before.

Unlike Luo Lao’s technique, it was inherent and didn’t need activation to maintain long-term, simply put, it’s the unreasonable ’must hit’!

One sword slashes down, no matter how the opponent runs, dodges, it cannot stop the arrival of the blade.

Must block with one’s own power.

If you can’t block it, you die!

This tremendous self-confidence and arrogance in one’s own power laid the foundation for this Extreme Interpretation.

As for the other...

Luo Lao glanced at Yuan Yuan.

The ’Azure Blood’ and ’Danxin’ of the Yuan Family, isn’t that also the case?

Even more exaggerated than others, directly locking blood.

"So, want to learn, Huai Shi."

In the silence, Luo Lao looked down at his face, smiling kindly: "Although you may not grasp [Lactic Acid Accumulation], there is definitely an Extreme Interpretation more suitable for you.

If you want to learn, I’ll teach you."