Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Belang suddenly raised his voice, which pierced through the thunder and rain: "The final match! Platinum Club, Rose—against Iron Cross Club, Xiren!"

boom!

The cheers erupted like a volcanic eruption, lifting the dome of the sky.

The moment the words fell, two figures stepped out simultaneously from the passageways on either side of the martial arts arena.

Rose was dressed in spotless white, with a tall and slender figure and his blond hair was neatly combed.

He didn't look particularly imposing; in fact, he even had the air of a delicate nobleman. But only true masters could sense the terrifying explosive power hidden beneath his thin clothes.

That innate aura of authority was suffocating.

Xilun, dressed in faded old clothes, removed the black cloth to reveal the cold, heavy alloy spear.

His aura was completely contained, like a volcano about to erupt. Although his immense power had not been leaked out, it had already silently covered the surrounding air.

The two stopped about ten meters apart.

The initial clash of their auras caused the rain in the center of the training ground to mysteriously freeze in mid-air.

Ross slowly raised his hand and gripped the first knife at his waist.

That was his wind blade.

For the first time, he truly looked at Xilun head-on.

"I never imagined that you would be my final opponent here."

Ross's voice was calm and elegant, as if stating a trivial fact: "Of course, it doesn't matter."

No matter who the opponent is, the result will be the same.

I will not lose, and I have never lost.

Xilun tilted his head slightly, raindrops sliding down his hard jawline.

"It seems you have to lose today," he said calmly.

There was no roaring, no howling, only a cold, factual statement.

"The match begins!" Beren swung his arm down suddenly.

In that very instant.

boom!!!

Two completely different yet equally violent forces exploded on the martial arts stage!

Ross raised his chin high and suddenly drew his sky-blue longsword with his right hand.

A fierce wind suddenly rose from the ground, mercilessly shattering the rain that was slanting in from the outside.

He had two knives at his waist, but he had only drawn one at that moment.

Xilun would never be so naive as to think that the other knife was just for show.

That only proves that, to date, no one has the right to force him to draw his second knife!

The moment the long sword was drawn, Ross's aura soared to unprecedented heights, and his frail body appeared incredibly tall amidst the storm.

Those extraordinary individuals watching up close felt their hearts clench, their eyes filled with horror.

It was as if the person standing on the stage was not a person, but a destined deity who controlled the storm!

laugh!

The sharp, tearing sound pierced the eardrums.

Ross made a move.

Enveloped in the blue storm, he transformed into an elusive afterimage.

The speed was extremely fast, leaving a long blue trail in mid-air. The blade was merciless and terrifying, sweeping with a killing intent, heading straight for Xilun's face!

"So fast!" someone in the audience exclaimed in surprise.

The power of this strike was several times stronger than when he fought Cole before!

Rose, who could walk with ease even when facing Cole, didn't test the waters at all this time and went all out from the start!

The sheer power of that strike almost changed the very fabric of the world, and the immense wind pressure made it difficult for even the distant spectators to breathe.

How can Xilun possibly handle this?!

Faced with this earth-shattering strike, Xilun suddenly moved.

In a tenth of a second, all the muscles in his body tensed to their limit, and the giant whale lurking in the deep sea inside him crashed into the surface of the ocean.

Their breath surged like a giant whale! Their figures moved in unison like wild elephants!

Xilun did not back down an inch. He gripped the gun barrel tightly with both hands, his waist and hips moving as one. The gun swept out from bottom to top like a furious black dragon!

There are no fancy lights and shadows, no complicated changes, only the ultimate foundation and the ultimate violence!

At the podium, a hint of admiration flashed in Fowles' eyes, and he nodded slightly.

This shot had no clever tricks involved, but the basic skills were so solid that it was outrageous.

Man and gun become one, unleashing 100% of the power and energy of the body.

In terms of pure power control in that instantaneous burst, this boy named Xilun is actually above Ross at the extreme level!

Rumble!!!

Knives and guns clashed violently in mid-air without any embellishment!

The deafening clang of metal striking metal echoed like muffled thunder throughout the dojo.

Visible shockwaves spread outwards in a ring around the two people.

Crack—

The training platform beneath their feet, made of a special, hard stone, began to crumble under this terrifying collision!

Spiderweb-like cracks spread instantly, large slabs of stone were shattered, turning into fine dust that shot into the sky.

Gale-force winds, water vapor, and gravel coalesced into a chaotic storm that raged across an area of ​​several meters in radius.

"hiss……"

Gasps of astonishment rose and fell from the stands.

Ross's power was terrifying; the cutting force of his wind-based energy was enough to tear apart even the finest steel.

but--

As the smoke and dust dissipated slightly, everyone stared intently at the center of the stage, their pupils instantly contracting.

Xilun didn't retreat an inch!

His spear held the sky-blue longsword firmly in place, and the immense force he possessed, like that of the deep sea, even seemed to be pushing it back!

"As expected..." In the Silver Hand's rest area, Li Lei suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, his hands gripping the railing tightly, his knuckles white.

The scene before him was so absurd that it drove him mad.

How could this possibly be the power of Xilun?!

A few days ago, Xi Lun fought his son Ang Lee to a standstill and was even forced to vomit blood. It turns out that he was hiding his strength at the time.

It's not just Li Lei.

The Platinum Club members, the Iron Cross members, and even the leaders of all the factions in the arena were all frozen in place, staring at the black-clad youth on the stage as if they had seen a ghost.

His power actually crossed that insurmountable barrier, reaching a level where he could rival Ross at the extreme realm!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The continuous roar from the training platform sent shivers down everyone's spines.

The two seemed to transform into two ancient, exotic creatures, engaging in the most primal and savage tearing and biting within the confined space.

Every clash of swords and spears would unleash blinding sparks and terrifying explosions, causing catastrophic damage to the poor stone slabs beneath their feet.

At the podium, Mrs. Xiuna leaned forward slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"This kid named Ross is quite impressive. He's only in his early twenties, yet his wind-elemental power has already reached such a level."

She tapped her painted nails lightly on the table. "However, it's somewhat unexpected that the commoner named Xilun could hold on."

Fowles, standing to the side, wore a gentle smile but did not respond.

But he knew perfectly well that these two young people were not even on the same starting line.

Ross was born into a baronial family and grew up surrounded by high-level magical potions. With guidance from renowned teachers and abundant resources, it was only natural that he had reached the first-tier extreme realm at the age of twenty-three.

But what about Xilun on the other side? He's only nineteen!

The cultivation process involving extraordinary methods has only lasted a year at most.

Despite his physical abilities, which were far inferior to Ross's, he managed to hold his own against this noble prodigy in the ring, relying solely on his spear.

If the two were placed in the same resource environment, Rose probably wouldn't even be qualified to carry Siron's shoes!

"It's a pity..." Fowles sighed inwardly.

In extraordinary cultivation, the further you progress, the more resources are required.

His current achievements are also inseparable from the support of his family.

As one's cultivation level increases, acquiring resources will become drastically more difficult.

Xilun's advantages will likely be gradually eroded by the foundation of its nobility over time.

Even with his exceptional talent, it would be difficult for him to achieve such rapid progress again after he was deprived of high-level potions and customized resources.

But this cannot overshadow his brilliance at this moment.

On the training ground, the battle had reached its climax.

Ross was swept up by a blue whirlwind, his movements incredibly strange.

Sometimes ethereal as a cloud, sometimes swift as a gust of wind, the sky-blue longsword slashes out from all sorts of extremely tricky directions, constantly ambushing Xilun's vitals.

Xilun's agility was indeed slightly inferior.

However, he possesses the talent of "far-seeing" and an absolute defensive domain that is known as "invincible with one shot"!

Within three meters, everything was under his absolute control.

No matter from which blind spot Ross attacks, Siren's abnormal hearing and combat intuition can detect it instantly.

Immediately following was a devastating sweep of heavy spears!

True skill lies in simplicity; the way of the king is overwhelming.

The terrifying power of the giant whale shattered Ross's exquisite wind-based cutting power into dust.

"Whirlwind Cross Slash!"

Ross gave a low shout, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes.

The longsword drew two intersecting cyan light blades in mid-air, the blade shadows clinging upwards like a bone-deep infection, like a fierce eagle swooping down on its prey in a gale, aiming straight for Xilun's heart.

Siren remained calm and composed, then suddenly leaned his upper body backward, assuming an incredible plank bridge pose.

He took a half step back, his right arm muscles bulging, and thrust his spear at an extremely ruthless angle like a counterattack!

"The water supply has stopped!"

Below the stage, Lund clenched his fists and recited in a low voice.

They've finally made their move.

Although Xilun only had this one trump card up his sleeve, Lund was not worried at all about being seen through.

The essence of Natan's heavy gunnery lies in being upright and honorable, and intimidating others with force.

With the gun and energy completely integrated, no matter how intricate the changes, I can break through all techniques with my own strength! Moreover, this move consumes very little energy and can be used repeatedly as an ordinary move.

The spear tip was positioned at the intersection of the cross-shaped blades.

With a deafening roar, the sharp blade was shattered!

On the arena, a fierce storm raged.

With each burst of energy from Xilun, the surrounding mist thickened a little more.

He thrived in the humid environment, his strength flowing endlessly; while Ross felt as if the wind around him was being dragged by an invisible swamp, making his sword strokes slightly sluggish.

The two men clashed with their swords and spears, unleashing a violent collision of wind and water.

Before they knew it, fifty moves had passed.

"Wind Blade!"

Ross roared, and the azure longsword hummed, its blade instantly becoming thinner and sharper than ever, slicing through the misty water and heading straight for Xilun's throat.

Xiren also fired a shot.

This time, in addition to the deep blue energy, there was a faint flash of silver electricity on the tip of the spear.

"The water supply has stopped!"

Boom!

The two collided violently again.

At the center of the training ground, a massive energy vortex seemed to have been detonated.

The world seemed to fall silent for a moment, then a deafening explosion swept through the entire venue.

The immense recoil caused both figures to slide backwards simultaneously.

The fog gradually dissipated.

The two men faced each other from a distance of twenty meters.

Rose was still dressed in white, but he no longer possessed the composure and elegance he had at the start of the battle.

His clothes were torn in several places by the violent gunfire, and his chest heaved violently.

Xilun, on the other hand, looked quite disheveled.

He was panting heavily, his cheeks, neck, the back of his hands, and even his old clothes were covered with fine bloodstains from the relentless blade energy.

His clothes were stained with blood, and his injuries were clearly serious.

The entire room fell silent.

Ross stood still for a moment, then slowly raised his lowered eyes.

He placed his left hand on the hilt of the second knife at his right waist.

"Clang—"

The crisp sound of a sword being drawn echoed through the quiet dojo.

Compared to the ferocity of the first wind blade, this second blade was pure white and exuded a faint chill that sent shivers down one's spine.

The moment the water vapor approached the blade, it condensed into frost and fell down in a flurry.

"It is called, Heavenly Frost Sorrow."

Ross held two knives, one wielding wind and the other ice, two distinct yet perfectly harmonious extreme auras intertwining and rising around his body.

He looked at Xilun, his eyes no longer showing contempt, but only a cold, murderous intent.

"Warm-up complete. Go all out and let me see your last struggle, you commoner."

call--

Xilun didn't reply. He simply exhaled a long breath and then slowly closed his eyes.

next second.

The free charges hidden deep within his body, like a swarm of bees that had been thoroughly enraged, surged wildly into his meridians!

The electrical charge and the power of the "Great Sea Whale Guiding Technique" created an incredibly violent dual-circulation clash within the body!

"Sizzle!"

A thick bolt of silver-blue lightning erupted from Xilun's body, instantly enveloping his entire body.

This power, which defies common sense, is something he cannot fully control even with his current peak physical condition.

While granting him destructive power, the thunder also violently tore through his flesh and veins.

The excruciating pain overwhelmed his senses.

Xilun suddenly opened his eyes, cold lightning dancing deep within his pupils.

"The match can end now."

Before he finished speaking, he steadied the gun and stomped his foot hard.

Bang! The stone slab shattered.

Despite the terrifying pressure from the twin-wielding Ross, Xilun actually launched a charge!

Its speed was as fast as a black lightning bolt tearing through the night sky.

"boom!"

A single shot unleashed a destructive force carrying the combined power of thunder and tidal waves.

Ross's pupils contracted, and he crossed his twin swords, attempting to block the attack with the absolute defense of the combined wind and ice.

Crack!

The moment they made contact, Ross's expression changed drastically.

With the aid of dual swords, his power had reached its peak, but...

The power that Xilun unleashed at this moment actually broke through that boundary forcefully, and it faintly possessed a terrifying power that surpassed the first level!

Ross's arms trembled violently, his tiger's mouth split open, and he was forced back two steps by this incomprehensible force!

"How is this possible?!" The crowd watching outside couldn't help but stand up, exclaiming in shock.

Rose, who drew his twin swords, was surprisingly suppressed by Xiren in the first wave of combat!

In the Silver Hand's rest area, Li Lei gritted his teeth: "That trick again!"

What defeated Ang Lee yesterday was precisely this bizarre and life-draining rampage!