Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

The last trace of a smile vanished from Tinos's face.

The temperature in the air rose rapidly.

The blue flames shone through his skin again, making his pale face look somewhat eerie.

"rule?"

He seemed to have heard something utterly ridiculous.

"The future of the monastery ultimately depends on people like me."

"Even if I don't kill him, what difference will it make if I just cripple his strength?"

"Killing an outer disciple is just a matter of lifting a finger for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tinos raised his right hand.

The blue flames gathered in his palm, slowly transforming into a semi-transparent, ferocious hand.

Elena drew her twin swords.

Xilun gripped the golden spear tightly, his inner thunder spirit trembling slightly.

He knew very well that, in his current state, he was no match for Tinos.

But it's equally impossible for him to hand over the spoils he risked his life for.

Just as the blue flame was about to fall, a cheerful voice suddenly came from afar.

"Tinos, when did your tone become so arrogant?"

Even as the sound was still distant, a tall figure appeared at the end of the road.

The man walked slowly along the damp stone slabs.

Although I wasn't walking fast, each step felt like I was covering more than ten meters.

The surrounding water vapor automatically dispersed to both sides.

The blue flame in Tinos's palm trembled slightly.

A look of joy appeared in Elena's eyes.

"Senior Brother."

Allah stopped in front of the crowd, his gaze sweeping over the injuries on Siron and Elena, finally settling on Tinos's face.

He still had a smile on his face.

But those eyes were as calm as the deep sea before a storm.

"Return what doesn't belong to you."

"Then, get out."

The atmosphere along the road suddenly froze.

Allah does not exert any force when he speaks.

The blue flames dancing in Tinos's palm seemed to be suppressed by an invisible tide, with the edges of the flames constantly shrinking inward.

Several inner court disciples who followed Tinos instinctively took a half step back.

The difference between the first and second place in the Inner Court is only one place.

However, those who truly understand the two disciples know that the gap behind this ranking is far greater than it appears on the surface.

Tinos stared at Allah.

"You're telling me to get out?"

"Can't hear me?"

Allah still wore a smile.

"Then I'll say it again."

"Hogger's right ear and the Sea Demon Blood Cotton Robe belong to them. If you have taken anything, return it now."

"I will take care of Elena. As for Siron, since he is a disciple of the Disciplinary Academy, it is not your place to waste your energy."

"Give your things back and get out."

Tinos's face gradually darkened.

He was used to running rampant in the inner courtyard.

Ordinary disciples often didn't even dare to speak loudly when they saw him.

Even his teachers, out of respect for his talent and ability, would spare him some face.

Only Allah never does.

"Allah, you only started practicing a few years earlier than me."

Tinos raised his palm, and the blue flames suddenly surged.

"Do you really think you can sit in that top spot in the inner courtyard forever?"

The blue flames spread in the wind.

The nearby puddles quickly boiled, and a large white mist rose from the wet ground. The vegetation on both sides of the road curled and turned yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xilun's eyes were serious.

When Tinos attacked him earlier, he clearly hadn't used even a tenth of his power.

At this moment, the aura contained within the blue flames was not merely scorching.

Deep within the flames lies a strange power that corrodes flesh and energy.

Standing just over ten meters away, Xilun felt a fine, stinging pain on the skin of his right arm, as if something was trying to burrow into his pores.

Elena whispered:

"Green Ember Fire."

"Tinos has fused with the bloodline of the Deep Sea Azure Ember Beast. That flame can use energy as fuel, and once you get on it, it's very difficult to get rid of."

Tinos clasped his five fingers together.

The sky full of blue flames suddenly narrowed into a single beam of light, heading straight for Allah's chest.

Wherever the firelight passed, the air emitted a sharp, explosive sound.

"Whether someone is arrogant or not isn't determined by what they say."

Allah raised his hands.

There were no flames or violent blood energy in front of him.

Only a layer of purple light slowly spread from between the palms.

At first, the water was as calm as a lake, but the next moment, dense lightning patterns suddenly lit up from within.

Boom!

The purple mine collided head-on with the blue flames.

The scorching heatwave spread wildly along both sides of the road.

Xilun immediately held his spear in front of him, his entire body enveloped in the power of the Overturning Sea Technique.

Elena also unleashed her power, joining him in protecting the carriage behind them.

Even so, the aftershocks still pushed the two of them back several steps.

The carriage shook violently, and the horses neighed in terror.

Several trees, each about the thickness of a bowl, were snapped at the same time by the roadside. Their branches and leaves were ignited by the blue flames and then turned into charred fragments by the purple water mines.

Xilun stared intently ahead.

too strong.

Although both are at the third rank, Tinos's strength far surpasses that of Hogg and the Prince of Innocence.

Without the Sea Demon Blood Cotton Robe, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand even a casual palm strike from the opponent.

But Allah is even more terrifying.

Purple mines may appear violent, but they are actually always confined to a very small area.

It first enveloped the blue flame with water light, then tore its structure apart from the inside with lightning.

This is not simply a matter of suppressing force.

Rather, it is a near-perfect control.

Qinghuo could only hold out for a few breaths before being completely submerged by the purple water mines.

Tinos grunted and staggered backward.

The first step was taken, and the stone slab shattered.

With the second step, the blue flames dissipated.

By the third step, he could no longer remain calm; his right foot sank deep into the mud, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his lips.

Allah stood still, not even the hem of his robe fluttering.

The outcome is obvious.

The area around the road was completely silent.

Samuel's grip on the knife hilt tightened.

He was always arrogant, but even when faced with figures like Allah and Tinos, he could still feel a clear difference.

Especially Allah.

That power cannot be described by the third-tier extreme realm.

The gap between the fourth and third tiers seems to be an insurmountable deep-sea chasm.

Tinos raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and an unnatural bluish tinge appeared on his pale face.

"very good."

He stared intently at Allah.

"I'll see if you can still be as impressive as you are now at the Star Ring Ranking Competition three months from now."

"You have never been my opponent."

Allah's expression was serene.

Tinos's pupils contracted.

This statement is more jarring than any mockery.

Allah's goal is to be the number one among the younger generation of the five major powers.

As for Tinos, the second-best in the inner court, he didn't even consider him a real opponent.

Blue flames rose from Tinos once more.

After sensing the purple mines gradually awakening within Allah, he ultimately refrained from further action.

"Let's go."

Tinos turned and flicked his sleeves.

He paused slightly as he passed by Xiren.

"The Sea Demon Blood Cotton Coat will remain with you for now."

"When you lose Allah's protection, I will come and take it back with my own hands."

Xilun remained unmoved.

"Then you'd better prepare a better set of clothes."

"What do you mean?"

"Because when you come to collect it, you may not be able to keep what you're wearing."