Collapse Iron: I am the Pleasure Commander, starting with the Demolition Company

Ohma,

Inside the arena, two figures, one in red and one in gray, moved swiftly back and forth.

"Bang!"

"Ding ding ding!"

"boom!"

Sparks flew as the golden gauntlets and the blazing greatsword clashed.

After exchanging hundreds of blows, the two figures separated.

Wan Di gently smoothed the golden hair on his forehead, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with deep admiration.

"happy!"

"Besides Bai E, no one else has ever had such a satisfying fight with me!"

"Star! Your strength is indeed formidable!"

Xing, wielding the Heavenly Fire Greatsword, grinned crookedly.

"Your skills are quite impressive!"

The two exchanged a glance and then burst into hearty laughter.

Hahahaha!

"Let's call this a draw for now. How about we find an open space another day and have another match where we can really go all out?"

After personally confirming Xing's strength, Wan Di developed an extremely strong interest in her.

There was not a trace of affection for women in his eyes; only excitement and intense fighting spirit upon seeing an evenly matched opponent.

The star who holds the heavenly fire has an extremely inflated sense of self-confidence.

Xi Yao is invincible as long as she doesn't make a move!

No matter who comes, it won't make a difference!

To put it bluntly, if Xi Yao hadn't told her to hold back and pretend to be evenly matched,

How could someone with a mere ten thousand enemies possibly fight her for so long?

She was naturally not intimidated by the challenge from ten thousand enemies.

"I'm always ready!"

"Alright, I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

Wan Di turned to leave, but Xing called out to him.

Where are you going?

Are you still planning to keep running away?

Wan Di paused, but did not turn around.

"I'm not running away; I just don't want the people of Suspended Peak to shed blood again because of that so-called destiny."

"The people of Suspended Peak are not afraid of conflict, but the old system was too corrupt and there were too many unnecessary sacrifices."

"We've shed too much blood; it's time to rest and recuperate."

"Yeah?"

Xing strode up to Wan Di, staring intently into his eyes as he asked:

"Aren't you afraid of conflict?"

"Then why are you unwilling to accept the trials of conflict?"

"You are clearly the crown prince of Suspended Peak City, and you are the one who rightfully deserves to become the demigod of the Conflict."

"Are you truly considering the future of your people, or are you simply running away from your past?"

Perhaps because he acknowledged Xing's strength and considered her a friend, Wan Di did not leave immediately this time, unlike when they first met.

Instead, he sighed and explained softly:

"You're not from Suspended Peak City, you wouldn't understand."

"Once I become a demigod of conflict, my people will definitely want to return to Suspended Peak City."

"At that time, irreconcilable conflicts will inevitably arise with Ohma, causing unnecessary casualties."

"Yeah?"

"So you mean you never plan to go back to Suspended Peak, right?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."

"So after the creation of the world, you don't plan to go back either?"

"..."

Wan Di fell silent.

Yes!

If the rebirth is successful and the threat of the Black Tide is eliminated, will he and his people still stay in Ohma?

Are they really not going back?

Seeing that her persuasive skills were working, Xing immediately pressed her advantage:

"You'll have to go back someday."

"Because that's your home."

"You are indeed very strong, but do you think you can protect your people under the Black Tide with your current strength?"

"If you truly love your people, you should seize every opportunity to become stronger."

"Besides, that spark of conflict originally belonged to you."

"Letting Bai Er, who is not suited for it, try it has already caused him considerable harm, hasn't it?"

"..."

Although he did so out of good intentions by giving the spark of conflict to Bai E, this good intentions did indeed hurt his best friend and rival.

To say that I feel absolutely no guilt would be a lie.

So... is this power truly destined to be borne by him?

Xing reached out and gently patted Wan Di's shoulder, whispering in his ear:

"The power is in your hands; how you use it is up to you."

"Even if you become a demigod of conflict, don't you have the confidence to lead your people to a better future?"

"..."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened them again.

But those golden eyes had become resolute once more.

"I see."

In fact, even without Xing's persuasion, from the moment he learned of Bai E's failure, he already knew that he could not escape this fate.

Knowing something is one thing, but truly accepting it is quite another.

He certainly wouldn't run away from his fate, but it would take him some time to accept it.

It has to be said, Xing's verbal skills are really impressive.

It was remarkable that he was able to accept this fact in such a short time.

"I didn't expect you to be so good with words."

"Of course!"

Xing put her hands on her hips, raised her head proudly with a smug look on her face, and revealed her fair neck.

"I am the King, the nameless passenger of the Star Train, the guardian of Onpharos, the Great Core!"

"This is nothing to me."

Although Xi Yao told her all of this,

But now is the perfect time to make a splash, how can we miss it?

Presumably, her dearest younger sister, Xi Yao, wouldn't mind her taking the credit on her behalf.

"Oh……"

Wan Di glanced at the Heavenly Fire Greatsword in Xing's hand, a smile playing on his lips:

"That big core."

"Um?"

Your clothes are on fire.

"???"

Xing suddenly looked down and realized that it was because she had her hands on her hips that the Heavenly Fire Greatsword was too close to her clothes, and the raging flames on the blade had accidentally set her clothes on fire.

Fortunately, it was just a small flame.

The star quickly extinguished it.

Sensing the smile on Wan Di's lips, Xing clenched his fist, turned around, raised the Heavenly Fire Greatsword, and whispered to it:

"Damn it!"

"It's a full-size cup!"

"Hey, Heavenly Fire Greatsword, give me some face!"

"You're making me feel really awkward!"

The Heavenly Fire Greatsword, whose golden-yellow body was not very bright, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.

The flames at the tip of the sword, which had been relatively calm, suddenly shot upwards as if they had come into contact with oil, igniting the slightly goofy black bangs of the general.

"Holy crap!"

"My bangs!"

"Heavenly Fire Greatsword, you old bastard!"

Xing quickly thrashed about twice to extinguish the flames on his head.

Seeing Xing performing acrobatics all by himself like a clown, Wan Di burst into hearty laughter:

"Hahahahaha!"

Hearing Wan Di's laughter, which was clearly mocking, Xing gritted his teeth and flicked the head of the Heavenly Fire Greatsword.

"It's all your fault!"

The blade of the Heavenly Fire Greatsword trembled slightly, emitting a faint but clear sword sound.

The gesture seemed to say, "Is it my fault?"

Xing wanted to say something more, but Wan Di had already arrived at her side.

At this moment, his smile vanished, replaced by a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Once I've passed the trial, we'll fight again!"

Xing, naturally, was not to be outdone and nodded without hesitation.

"good!"

"I'm waiting for you!"

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