“You idiot! Don’t you know that the person before you is the ‘King’!”
“Ahhh! Of course I know!” Zhang Wen turned his head and smiled brightly at Linoah.
“Hmph!” The King snorted furiously, suddenly lowering his arm. The massive blade in his hand blazed with golden light once more.
Feeling the immense pressure coming from the arm, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth and activated the Spring Water Technique to its fullest. At the point where the sword and the great blade met, a sharp metallic screeching sound abruptly erupted. Then, the two surging streams of battle energy violently collided, unleashing a massive gust of wind.
“Idiot! Don’t you know? The person in front of you is ‘The King’!”
“Ah! Of course, I know.” Zhang Wen turned around, giving Linoya a radiant smile.
“Hmph!” The King snorted in anger, suddenly pressing his arm downward, causing the massive blade in his hand to glow with golden light once more.
Feeling the immense pressure from the King’s arm, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, circulating the Spring Water Technique within his body to its fullest. The clash between the longsword and the massive blade produced a sharp metallic screech. Immediately, two surges of formidable combat energy collided violently, erupting into a massive shockwave.
Under the terrifying impact of the King’s combat energy, the ground beneath Zhang Wen’s feet shattered just like Lei Miao’s had earlier. Losing his footing, Zhang Wen quickly grabbed Linoya, and the two slid back several steps.
Seeing that Zhang Wen had withstood his attack seemingly unscathed, the King couldn’t help but furrow his brow in surprise. Based on his estimation of Zhang Wen’s strength, the latter should have been utterly incapable of blocking that strike!
“Boy, what’s your name?” The King swung his massive blade, demanding an answer from Zhang Wen.
“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name?” Zhang Wen gently set Linoya down and smiled faintly as he countered.
“Hah! Hahaha! Well said! In thirty years, you’re the first to dare ask me for my name.” The King laughed heartily, then raised his massive blade high, pointing it straight at the sky. “I am The King! The King has no name!”
“Oh? So, a name is just a label, and The King needs no extra label?” Zhang Wen smirked, shrugging casually. “That’s quite interesting. Well, since you’ve introduced yourself, I suppose I should do the same. I’m Zhang Wen.”
“Zhang Wen? So it’s you. The Silver Hunter, Andre Stan.” The King pondered for a moment, then nodded at Zhang Wen.
“Correct.”
“Hmph! I know a thing or two about your relationship with that brat Krasus.” The King smiled arrogantly, then continued, “Your martial arts are quite intriguing. I thought I could end your life with a single strike, but I was mistaken. Since you managed to block my strike, I’ll give you a chance. Let go of the Soul Maiden, and you can leave here!”
“Let her go? I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Zhang Wen shook his head with a wry smile.
“Oh?” The King frowned slightly, his massive blade sweeping horizontally, and an overwhelming pressure immediately bore down on Zhang Wen. “The Soul Maiden should be your enemy, not your ally. I don’t understand why you’d risk your life for her.”
“Haha! You’re right. She and I have always been adversaries. Our feud remains unresolved.” Feeling the King’s piercing killing intent, Zhang Wen slowly raised his longsword with a smile. “However, even though I wish she would drop dead right now, she’s also the woman I love! So, if she must die, it can only be by my hand. I won’t allow anyone else to harm her, even if it costs me my life!”
“Hah! Well said! Indeed, if a man can’t protect his woman, what right does he have to call himself a man?” The King laughed heartily, seemingly impressed by Zhang Wen. However, after a moment of laughter, his tone suddenly shifted, becoming icy cold.
“However, fools who dare defy me for the sake of a woman—I’ve killed countless of them. I wonder, how many of my strikes can you withstand?” The King glared coldly at Zhang Wen, raising his massive blade toward the sky once more.
Golden combat energy once again enveloped the King and his blade. In an instant, the King ascended dozens of meters into the air. Then, with a roar, he charged toward Zhang Wen like a bolt of golden lightning.
Having witnessed the earlier clash between the King and Lei Miao, Zhang Wen knew that if he didn’t fight with his life on the line, he wouldn’t even be able to withstand a single strike from the King.
Thus, as the King rose into the air, Zhang Wen pushed the Spring Water Technique within his body to its limits. Every ounce of combat energy stored in his meridians and body was fully mobilized.
In this all-out effort, Zhang Wen could clearly feel that the combat energy of the Spring Water Technique within him had advanced significantly compared to his peak state when he first entered the Sandra Forest. The combat energy within him surged like a raging river, seemingly inexhaustible no matter how much he expended.
Feeling the exhilarating rush of combat energy within him, Zhang Wen didn’t forget to raise his longsword and exert his strength.
Crack! A crisp sound rang out as blue, lightning-like combat energy erupted from Zhang Wen’s body.
The lightning-like energy coiled around Zhang Wen and his longsword, causing him to rise slowly before accelerating abruptly, fearlessly charging toward the King in mid-air.
The King’s descent from the sky grew faster and faster, while Zhang Wen’s ascent from the ground also accelerated. Finally, the two seemed to transform into two colossal dragons, crashing into each other with tremendous force.
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion erupted in mid-air.
However, the struggle between the blue and golden dragons lasted only a moment before the golden light completely overwhelmed the blue. In the instant their energies clashed, Zhang Wen felt the undeniable gap between himself and the King. The seemingly boundless combat energy he had felt was completely depleted in just a few seconds by the King’s overwhelming power. After completely crushing Zhang Wen’s combat energy, the King’s energy continued to flood into Zhang Wen’s body like a tidal wave.
Zhang Wen, like a kite with its string cut, plummeted from the sky, covered in blood, and landed beside Linoya. However, just before hitting the ground, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth and flipped over, desperately using his legs to brace himself.
Although Zhang Wen’s body was nearly devoid of strength, he still concentrated all his remaining combat energy into his longsword.
In truth, when Zhang Wen first charged into the air to block the King’s attack, his goal wasn’t to stop the King’s assault. His true aim was to use that initial, all-out effort to slow the King’s descent from the sky!
Once the King’s momentum entered the range Zhang Wen had anticipated, Zhang Wen leaped again, meeting the King’s descent for the second time. His longsword swung swiftly, clinging to the King’s massive blade like a persistent parasite.
Sword Guiding Technique!
Zhang Wen finally unleashed his ultimate secret technique. Although his combat energy was nearly exhausted, the essence of five thousand years of Chinese civilization allowed Zhang Wen’s longsword to unleash an unbelievable power.
“Hmm?” The King, who had initially dismissed Zhang Wen’s second charge, couldn’t help but let out a surprised grunt. The moment Zhang Wen’s sword clung to his blade, the King, for the first time in his life, found his weapon uncontrollable!
The King could clearly feel that Zhang Wen’s combat energy was nearly depleted, with less than a fifth of his own strength. Yet, Zhang Wen’s power was precisely applied at the point where the King had the least control, forcing the King to swing his massive blade according to Zhang Wen’s will.
“Hmph!” This time, the King was truly enraged. He snorted, and his full strength surged through the massive blade into Zhang Wen’s body.
“Heh heh!” Knowing he couldn’t withstand this wave of the King’s power, Zhang Wen stopped resisting the incoming combat energy. He laughed, using the last of his strength to redirect the King’s blade once more.
Thud! Struck by the golden light, Zhang Wen spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed to the ground again. This time, Zhang Wen had no strength left to flip over and land properly. He hit the ground hard, and his longsword flew from his hand.
The King also landed almost simultaneously with Zhang Wen. Unlike Zhang Wen, the King stood firmly on the ground, unmoving. However, the King’s massive blade didn’t cleave through Zhang Wen and Linoya as he had intended. Instead, it struck the ground more than ten meters away, creating a deep crater.
Glancing at the crater he had created, the King quickly turned his gaze—filled with either anger or surprise—toward the bloodied Zhang Wen. Lei Miao, who had been watching the battle coldly from a distance, also flashed a look of madness and excitement in his eyes.
“Boy, you’re impressive! Many in this world can survive two of my strikes, but you’re the first to make me misjudge the outcome twice!” The King gripped his massive blade tightly, speaking in a low voice as he strode toward Zhang Wen and Linoya.
“Heh! I’m truly honored.” Zhang Wen, now unable to even stand, rolled over and spoke to the sky.
“If you’re willing to leave, I can still give you that chance.”
“Is that so? Thanks, but no thanks.” After taking a few deep breaths, Zhang Wen staggered to his feet.
“Zhang Wen, just go!” Linoya suddenly shouted with tears streaming down her face, using all her strength.
“Enough!” Zhang Wen smiled weakly, waving his hand at Linoya. “I told you, this is a man’s pride and determination. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Very well! Since you’re determined, I’ll grant your wish.” The King spoke with a hint of regret, raising his massive blade overhead for the third time.
However, the King’s movement stopped halfway. His expression suddenly turned icy. He lowered his half-raised blade and slowly turned to face the direction behind him.
“Hmm… Although I’m reluctant to fight ‘The King,’ I have no choice. Sigh! Who told me I have orders to follow? That smiling tiger over there dying is no big deal. But if I let two big fish from the Assembly slip through my fingers, that nagging commander will surely drive me crazy when I get back.”
With a slightly flippant tone, a silver-haired man dressed in the standard combat attire of the Empire’s Eagle Guards—Captain Mura of the Fourth Squad—stepped forward. He appeared before the group with a smile, shrugging helplessly at the King.
“Is that so?” The King’s voice grew even deeper. He closed his eyes, but his massive blade suddenly pointed to another direction beside the silver-haired man.
“Then, is your purpose the same as his?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I can ignore others, but I owe Zhang Wen a debt. I can’t allow you to take his life so casually.” A serious, low voice spoke, and the next to appear was the pride of the Casares Arena—the legendary gladiator, Iron Mask.
“Very well! Very well! Very well!” After hearing Iron Mask’s resolute declaration, the King fell silent for a moment before laughing and repeating “Very well” three times. “I’ve spent ten years in quiet contemplation on my throne, and now the world no longer holds me in regard.” The King spoke calmly, then suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment the King opened his eyes, a mountain-like pressure engulfed Mura and Iron Mask. This wasn’t just psychological intimidation like what Zhang Wen had felt earlier—it was a tangible, overwhelming pressure created purely by combat energy! Mura and Iron Mask both instinctively crouched slightly, staring at the King as if facing a formidable enemy. They then noticed that, at some point, the King’s eyes had turned into dazzling golden orbs.
“I am The King! Those who defy me—shall die!”
As the final, merciless word “die” left the King’s lips, his body was completely enveloped in golden combat energy. A massive tornado, born from the energy swirling around the King, shot into the sky alongside the golden light.
In the next instant, the King, like a dragon riding wind and lightning, roared furiously and fearlessly charged at the two super-tier warriors who dared challenge his dignity.
Facing the King’s ferocious assault, neither Mura nor Iron Mask dared to be careless. Both of them, at the moment the King attacked, pushed their combat energy to the limit. Red and green combat energy enveloped Mura and Iron Mask respectively, and the two roared, transforming into two meteors as they charged toward the incoming dragon.
Crack! The moment Mura and Iron Mask’s swords clashed with the King’s massive blade, they felt an irresistible, overwhelming force surge through their weapons.
“How can such terrifying power exist in this world?” Even the formidable super-tier warriors Mura and Iron Mask couldn’t help but feel a sense of disbelief as they faced the King.
However, the King’s overwhelming power only fueled Mura and Iron Mask’s fighting spirit. Both of them summoned all their strength, desperately resisting the King. A fierce wind swept through the surrounding area, and for a moment, the three forces reached a temporary equilibrium.
Yet, Mura and Iron Mask’s efforts only allowed them to hold out for a brief moment! As they poured all their strength into resisting the King’s relentless waves of combat energy, the King’s face revealed a proud, cold smile.
Seeing Zhang Wen, who had seemingly emerged unscathed after enduring his strike, the King couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows in surprise. Based on his estimation of Zhang Wen’s strength, there was no way the latter should have been able to withstand that move!
“Boy, what’s your name!” The King swung his massive blade and demanded.
“Before asking someone else’s name, shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?” Zhang Wen gently set Linoah back on the ground and calmly countered with a smile.
“Haha! Hahahaha! Good question! In thirty years, you’re the first person to dare ask my name.” The King threw his head back in laughter, then raised his blade high into the air, pointing straight at the sky. “I am the King! The King has no name!”
“Oh? So names are just labels, and the King doesn’t need any unnecessary labels?” Zhang Wen curled his lips and shrugged lightly. “That’s actually pretty interesting. Well then! Since you’ve introduced yourself, of course I must respond. I am Zhang Wen.”
“Zhang Wen? So it’s you. The Mithril Hunter Andrei Stein.” The King mused for a moment, then nodded at Zhang Wen.
“That’s right.”
“Idiot! Don’t you know? The man before you is ‘The King’!”
“Ah! Of course, I know.” Zhang Wen turned around and gave Linoya a radiant smile.
“Hmph!” The King snorted in anger, suddenly pressing his arm downward, causing the giant blade in his hand to glow with golden light once more.
Feeling the immense pressure from the King’s arm, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, fully activating the Spring Water Technique within him. The clash between the sword and the giant blade produced a sharp metallic screech. Immediately, two surging energies collided fiercely, erupting into a massive shockwave.
Under the terrifying impact of the King’s energy, the ground beneath Zhang Wen’s feet shattered, just like Lei Miao’s earlier. Losing his footing, Zhang Wen quickly grabbed Linoya, and the two slid back several steps.
Seeing Zhang Wen seemingly unharmed after taking his strike, the King frowned in surprise. Based on his estimation of Zhang Wen’s strength, the latter should have been utterly incapable of withstanding that attack!
“Boy, what’s your name!” The King swung his giant blade and demanded.
“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name?” Zhang Wen gently placed Linoya back on the ground and calmly retorted.
“Haha! Well said! In thirty years, you’re the first to dare ask for my name.” The King laughed heartily, then raised his giant blade high, pointing it straight at the sky. “I am the King! The King has no name!”
“Oh? So, a name is just a label, and the King needs no extra label?” Zhang Wen smirked and shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s quite interesting. Well, since you’ve introduced yourself, I can’t hold back. I’m Zhang Wen.”
“Zhang Wen? So, it’s you. The Silver Hunter, Andre Stan.” The King pondered for a moment, then nodded at Zhang Wen.
“Indeed.”
“Hmph! I know a thing or two about your relationship with that brat Crassus.” The King smiled arrogantly and continued, “Your martial arts are quite intriguing. I thought I could end your life with one strike, but I was mistaken. Since you’ve survived my strike, I’ll give you a chance. Let go of the Soul Maiden, and you can leave!”
“Let her go? I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Zhang Wen shook his head with a helpless smile.
“Oh?” The King frowned slightly, and the giant blade in his hand shifted horizontally, instantly pressing down on Zhang Wen with mountain-like force. “The Soul Maiden should be your enemy, not your friend. I don’t understand why you’d risk your life for her.”
“Haha! You’re right. She and I have always been adversaries. Our enmity remains unresolved.” Feeling the King’s bone-chilling killing intent, Zhang Wen slowly raised his sword with a smile. “But even though I wish she’d die right now, she’s also the woman I love! So, if she must die, it can only be by my hand. I won’t allow anyone else to harm her, even if it costs me my life!”
“Haha! Well said! Indeed, if a man can’t protect his woman, what right does he have to call himself a man?” The King laughed heartily again, seemingly approving of Zhang Wen. However, after a moment of laughter, the King’s tone suddenly shifted, turning icy.
“However, I’ve killed countless fools who dared to offend me for the sake of a woman. I wonder, how many of my strikes can you withstand?” The King coldly glanced at Zhang Wen, raising his giant blade high once more.
Golden energy once again surrounded the King and his blade. In an instant, the King ascended dozens of meters into the air. Then, with a roar, he charged toward Zhang Wen, trailing a massive golden arc like a bolt of lightning.
Having witnessed the earlier clash between the King and Lei Miao, Zhang Wen knew that if he didn’t fight with his life on the line, he wouldn’t even survive a single strike from the King.
Thus, as the King ascended, Zhang Wen fully activated the Spring Water Technique within him. Every ounce of energy stored in his meridians and body was pushed to its limit.
In this all-out effort, Zhang Wen could clearly feel that the energy from his Spring Water Technique had advanced significantly compared to his peak state when he first entered the Sandra Forest. The energy within him surged like a raging river, seemingly inexhaustible no matter how much he expended.
Feeling the exhilarating rush of energy, Zhang Wen didn’t forget to raise his sword and exert his strength.
Crack! A crisp sound echoed as blue, lightning-like energy erupted from Zhang Wen’s body.
The energy coiled around Zhang Wen and his sword, causing him to rise slowly before accelerating abruptly, fearlessly charging toward the King in mid-air.
The King’s descent from the sky grew faster, and Zhang Wen’s ascent from the ground also accelerated. Finally, the two seemed to transform into two dragons, colliding fiercely!
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion erupted in the air.
However, the struggle between the blue and golden dragons lasted only a moment before the golden light completely overwhelmed the blue. In that instant, Zhang Wen felt the undeniable gap between himself and the King. The seemingly inexhaustible energy within him was completely drained in just a few seconds by the King’s overwhelming power. Even after depleting Zhang Wen’s energy, the King’s energy continued to flood into Zhang Wen’s body like a tidal wave.
Zhang Wen, like a kite with its string cut, plummeted from the sky, covered in blood, landing beside Linoya. However, just before hitting the ground, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth and flipped over, desperately using his legs to brace himself.
Though nearly out of strength, Zhang Wen focused all his remaining energy into his sword.
In truth, when Zhang Wen first charged into the air to block the King’s attack, his goal wasn’t to stop the King’s assault. His true aim was to use that initial, all-out effort to slow the King’s descent.
Once the King’s momentum entered the range Zhang Wen had anticipated, Zhang Wen leaped again, meeting the King mid-air, his sword swinging swiftly, clinging to the King’s giant blade like a persistent parasite!
Sword Guidance Technique!
Zhang Wen finally unleashed his ultimate skill. Though his energy was nearly depleted, the ancient technique, a treasure of five thousand years of Chinese civilization, allowed Zhang Wen’s sword to unleash an unbelievable force.
“Hmm?” The King, initially dismissive of Zhang Wen’s second charge, couldn’t help but let out a surprised grunt. For the first time in his life, the King found his weapon uncontrollable!
The King could clearly feel that Zhang Wen’s energy was nearly exhausted, with less than a fifth of his own power. Yet, Zhang Wen’s force acted precisely where the King had the least control, forcing the King to swing his blade according to Zhang Wen’s will.
“Hmph!” This time, the King was truly angered. He snorted, and his full strength surged through the blade into Zhang Wen’s body.
“Heh heh!” Knowing he couldn’t withstand this onslaught, Zhang Wen stopped resisting the incoming energy. He laughed, using his last ounce of strength to redirect the King’s blade once more.
Thud! Struck by the golden light, Zhang Wen spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed to the ground again. This time, he had no strength left to right himself. He fell heavily, his sword flying from his hand.
The King also landed almost simultaneously. Unlike Zhang Wen, the King stood firm, unmoving. However, his giant blade didn’t sever Zhang Wen and Linoya as he had intended. Instead, it struck the ground a dozen meters away, creating a deep crater.
Glancing at the crater, the King quickly turned his gaze, filled with either anger or surprise, toward the bloodied Zhang Wen. Lei Miao, who had been watching coldly from a distance, also flashed a look of madness and excitement in his eyes.
“Boy, you’re impressive! Many in this world can survive two of my strikes, but you’re the first to make me misjudge twice!” The King gripped his blade tightly, speaking in a low voice as he strode toward Zhang Wen and Linoya.
“Heh! I’m truly honored.” Zhang Wen, now too weak to stand, rolled over and spoke to the sky.
“If you’re willing to leave, I can still give you that chance.”
“Really? Thanks, but no need.” After catching his breath, Zhang Wen staggered to his feet.
“Zhang Wen, just go!” Linoya suddenly shouted with all her might, tears streaming down her face.
“Enough!” Zhang Wen weakly smiled and waved at Linoya. “I told you, this is a man’s pride and resolve. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Very well! Since you’re determined, I’ll grant your wish.” The King spoke with a hint of regret, raising his giant blade overhead for the third time.
However, the King’s movement halted midway. His expression turned icy, and he slowly lowered the blade, turning to face the direction behind him.
“Hmm… Though I’m reluctant to fight the ‘King,’ I have no choice. Sigh! I have my orders. That smiling tiger over there dying is one thing, but if I let two big fish from the Assembly slip through my fingers, that nagging commander will surely drive me mad.”
With a somewhat nonchalant voice, a silver-haired man in the standard combat attire of the Empire’s Eagle Guards, Captain Mura of the Fourth Squad, stepped forward. He appeared before the group with a smile, shrugging helplessly at the King.
“Is that so?” The King’s voice grew even deeper. He closed his eyes, but his giant blade suddenly pointed to another direction beside the silver-haired man.
“Then, is your purpose the same as his?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I can ignore others, but I owe Zhang Wen a debt. I can’t let you take his life so casually.” A serious, low voice spoke, and the next to appear was the pride of the Casares Arena—the legendary gladiator, Iron Mask.
“Very well! Very well! Very well!” After hearing Iron Mask’s resolute declaration, the King fell silent for a moment before laughing heartily and repeating “Very well” three times. “I’ve sat in contemplation on my throne for ten years, and now the world no longer regards me.” The King spoke calmly, then suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment the King opened his eyes, a mountain-like pressure engulfed Mura and Iron Mask. This was no mere psychological intimidation—it was a tangible, overwhelming force of energy! Both Mura and Iron Mask instinctively crouched slightly, staring at the King as if facing a formidable enemy. They then noticed that the King’s eyes had turned into dazzling golden orbs.
“I am the King! Those who defy me—die!”
As the final, merciless word “die” left the King’s lips, his body was completely enveloped in golden energy. A massive tornado formed around him, spiraling into the sky alongside the golden energy.
In the next instant, the King, like a dragon riding the wind and lightning, roared furiously, fearlessly charging at the two super-tier warriors who dared challenge his dignity.
Facing the King’s ferocious assault, neither Mura nor Iron Mask dared to be careless. Both raised their energy to the limit, their bodies shrouded in red and green energy respectively. With a roar, they transformed into two meteors, charging toward the incoming dragon.
Crack! The moment their swords clashed with the King’s giant blade, Mura and Iron Mask felt an overwhelming force surge through their weapons.
“How can such terrifying power exist in this world?” Even these two formidable super-tier warriors couldn’t help but be shocked by the King’s might.
However, the King’s overwhelming strength only fueled their fighting spirit. Both poured their full power into resisting the King. A fierce wind swept through the surrounding area, and for a moment, the three forces reached a temporary equilibrium.
Yet, Mura and Iron Mask’s efforts only prolonged the struggle briefly! As they fought against the King’s relentless waves of energy, the King’s lips curled into a cold, arrogant smile.
“Let her go? That seems impossible.” Zhang Wen smiled helplessly and shook his head at the King.
“Idiot! Don’t you know? The person before you is the ‘King’!”
“Ah! Of course, I know.” Zhang Wen turned around, flashing a radiant smile at Linoa.
“Hmph!” The King snorted in anger, suddenly pressing his arm downward, causing the massive blade in his hand to burst with golden light once more.
Feeling the immense pressure from the King’s arm, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, circulating the Spring Water Technique within him to its fullest. The clash between the longsword and the massive blade produced a sharp metallic screech. Immediately, two surging energies collided violently, erupting into a massive shockwave.
Under the terrifying impact of the King’s energy, the ground beneath Zhang Wen’s feet shattered just like Lei Miao’s had earlier. Losing his footing, Zhang Wen quickly grabbed Linoa, and the two slid back several steps.
Seeing Zhang Wen still standing unscathed after taking his blow, the King couldn’t help but furrow his brow in surprise. Based on his estimation of Zhang Wen’s strength, the latter should have been utterly incapable of withstanding that attack!
“Boy, what’s your name!” the King roared, swinging his massive blade toward Zhang Wen.
“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name?” Zhang Wen gently set Linoa down and replied with a calm smile.
“Hahaha! Well said! In thirty years, you’re the first to dare ask for my name.” The King laughed heartily, then raised his massive blade high, pointing it straight at the sky. “I am the King! The King has no name!”
“Oh? So a name is just a label, and the King needs no extra label?” Zhang Wen smirked, shrugging nonchalantly. “That’s quite interesting. Well, since you’ve introduced yourself, I suppose I should do the same. I’m Zhang Wen.”
“Zhang Wen? So it’s you. The Silver Hunter, Andre Stan.” The King pondered for a moment, then nodded at Zhang Wen.
“Correct.”
“Hmph! I know a thing or two about your relationship with that brat Krasus.” The King sneered, then continued, “Your martial arts are quite intriguing. I thought I could end your life with one strike, but I was mistaken. Since you managed to withstand my blow, I’ll give you a chance. Leave the Soul Maiden behind, and you can walk away.”
“Leave her? I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Zhang Wen shook his head with a helpless smile.
“Oh?” The King frowned slightly, his massive blade sweeping horizontally, and an overwhelming pressure immediately bore down on Zhang Wen. “The Soul Maiden should be your enemy, not your friend. I don’t understand why you’d risk your life for her.”
“Haha! You’re right. She and I have always been adversaries. Our feud remains unresolved.” Feeling the King’s piercing killing intent, Zhang Wen slowly raised his longsword with a smile. “But even though I wish she’d drop dead, she’s also the woman I love! So, if she must die, it can only be by my hand. I won’t allow anyone else to harm her, even if it costs me my life!”
“Hahaha! Well said! Indeed! If a man can’t protect his woman, what right does he have to call himself a man?” The King laughed heartily, seemingly impressed by Zhang Wen. However, after a moment of laughter, his tone suddenly shifted, turning icy.
“However, fools who dare defy me for the sake of a woman—I’ve slain countless of them. I wonder, how many of my strikes can you withstand?” The King glared coldly at Zhang Wen, raising his massive blade high once more.
Golden energy once again surrounded the King and his blade, and in the blink of an eye, he ascended dozens of meters into the air. Then, with a roar, he charged toward Zhang Wen like a bolt of golden lightning.
Having witnessed the King’s earlier clash with Lei Miao, Zhang Wen knew that if he didn’t fight with his life on the line, he wouldn’t even be able to withstand a single strike from the King.
Thus, as the King rose into the air, Zhang Wen’s Spring Water Technique surged to its peak. Every ounce of energy stored in his meridians and body was pushed to its limit.
In this all-out effort, Zhang Wen could clearly feel that his Spring Water Technique had advanced even further than when he was at his peak in the Sandra Forest. The energy within him now flowed like a raging river, seemingly inexhaustible no matter how much he expended.
Feeling the exhilarating rush of energy, Zhang Wen didn’t forget to raise his longsword and unleash his strength.
Crack! A crisp sound rang out as blue, lightning-like energy erupted from Zhang Wen’s body.
The energy coiled around Zhang Wen and his longsword, lifting him slowly before he suddenly accelerated, fearlessly charging toward the King in mid-air.
The King’s descent from the sky grew faster and faster, while Zhang Wen’s ascent from the ground also quickened. Finally, the two seemed to transform into two dragons, crashing into each other with tremendous force.
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion erupted in the air.
However, the clash between the blue and golden dragons lasted only a moment before the golden light completely overwhelmed the blue. In that instant, Zhang Wen felt the stark difference between himself and the King. The seemingly boundless energy he had felt was completely drained in mere seconds by the King’s overwhelming power. And even after depleting Zhang Wen’s energy, the King’s energy continued to surge into Zhang Wen’s body like a tidal wave.
Zhang Wen, like a kite with its string cut, plummeted from the sky, covered in blood, landing beside Linoa. But just before hitting the ground, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth and flipped over, using his legs to cushion the impact.
Though his body was nearly devoid of strength, Zhang Wen still gathered all his remaining energy into his longsword.
In truth, when Zhang Wen had first charged into the air to block the King’s attack, his goal wasn’t to stop the King’s assault. His true aim was to use that initial, all-out effort to slow the King’s descent.
When the King’s momentum entered the range Zhang Wen had anticipated… Zhang Wen leaped up once more, meeting the King mid-air, his longsword slashing out like a clinging parasite, attaching itself to the King’s massive blade!
Sword Guiding Technique!
Zhang Wen finally unleashed his ultimate skill. Though his energy was nearly depleted, the essence of five thousand years of Chinese civilization allowed Zhang Wen’s longsword to unleash an unbelievable power.
“Hmm?” The King, who had initially dismissed Zhang Wen’s second charge, now let out a surprised grunt. The moment Zhang Wen’s sword attached to his blade, the King, for the first time in his life, found his weapon uncontrollable!
The King could clearly feel that Zhang Wen’s energy was nearly spent, with less than a fifth of his own power. Yet, Zhang Wen’s force was precisely applied at the most difficult point for the King to control, forcing the King to swing his massive blade according to Zhang Wen’s will.
“Hmph!” This time, the King was truly enraged. He snorted, channeling all his strength through the massive blade, sending a torrent of energy into Zhang Wen’s body.
“Heh heh!” Knowing he couldn’t withstand this onslaught, Zhang Wen stopped resisting the energy flowing into him. He laughed, using the last of his strength to redirect the King’s blade once more.
Thud! Zhang Wen spat out a mouthful of blood as he was struck by the golden energy, crashing to the ground once more. This time, he had no strength left to flip over and land properly. He fell heavily, his longsword flying out of his hand.
The King also landed almost simultaneously. Unlike Zhang Wen, the King stood firm, unmoving. However, his massive blade didn’t cleave through Zhang Wen and Linoa as he had intended. Instead, it struck the ground a dozen meters away, creating a deep crater.
Glancing at the crater he had created, the King quickly turned his gaze—whether in anger or surprise—toward Zhang Wen, who was now drenched in blood. Lei Miao, who had been watching coldly from a distance, also had a glint of madness and excitement in his eyes.
“Boy, you’re impressive! Many in this world can survive two of my strikes, but you’re the first to make me misjudge twice!” The King gripped his massive blade, his voice low as he strode toward Zhang Wen and Linoa.
“Heh! I’m honored.” Zhang Wen, now too weak to stand, rolled over and lay on his back, gasping.
“If you’re willing to leave, I can still give you that chance.”
“Is that so? Thanks, but no thanks.” After catching his breath, Zhang Wen staggered to his feet.
“Zhang Wen, just go!” Linoa suddenly shouted, tears streaming down her face.
“Enough!” Zhang Wen smiled weakly, waving his hand at Linoa. “I told you, this is about a man’s pride and resolve. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Very well! Since you’ve made your decision, I’ll grant your wish.” The King spoke with a hint of regret, raising his massive blade high for the third time.
However, the King’s motion stopped halfway. His expression turned icy as he lowered his blade and slowly turned to face the direction behind him.
“Hmm… Though I’m reluctant to fight the ‘King,’ I have no choice. Sigh! Who would’ve thought I’d have orders to follow? That grinning tiger’s death doesn’t matter much. But if I let two big fish from the Assembly slip through my fingers, that nagging commander will surely drive me mad when I return.”
With a slightly flippant tone, a silver-haired man dressed in the standard combat attire of the Empire’s Eagle Guards—Captain Mura of the Fourth Squad—stepped forward. He appeared before the group with a smile, shrugging helplessly at the King.
“Is that so?” The King’s voice grew even lower. He closed his eyes, but his massive blade suddenly pointed to another direction beside the silver-haired man.
“Then, is your purpose the same as his?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I can ignore the others, but I owe Zhang Wen a debt. His life is not something I can allow you to take so casually.” A serious, low voice spoke, and the next to appear was the pride of the Casares Arena—the legendary gladiator, Iron Mask.
“Good! Good! Good!” After hearing Iron Mask’s resolute declaration, the King fell silent for a moment before suddenly laughing and repeating “Good” three times. “I’ve spent ten years in quiet contemplation on the throne, and now the world no longer regards me.” The King spoke calmly, then abruptly opened his eyes.
The moment the King’s eyes opened, a mountain-like pressure swept over Mura and Iron Mask. This was no mere psychological intimidation—it was a tangible, overwhelming force created purely by the King’s energy! Both Mura and Iron Mask instinctively crouched slightly, staring at the King as if facing a formidable enemy. Then they noticed that, at some point, the King’s eyes had turned into dazzling golden orbs.
“I am the King! Those who defy me—die!”
As the final, merciless word “die” left the King’s lips, his body was completely enveloped in golden energy. A massive tornado formed around him, spiraling into the sky alongside the golden energy.
In the next instant, the King, like a dragon riding wind and lightning, roared furiously, charging without fear toward the two super-tier warriors who dared challenge his dignity.
Facing the King’s ferocious assault, neither Mura nor Iron Mask dared to be careless. Both raised their energy to its peak the moment the King attacked. Red and green energy enveloped their bodies as they roared, transforming into two meteors, charging toward the incoming dragon.
Crack! The moment Mura and Iron Mask’s swords clashed with the King’s massive blade, they felt an overwhelming force surge through their weapons.
“How can such terrifying power exist in this world?” Even the formidable super-tier warriors Mura and Iron Mask couldn’t help but feel a sense of disbelief as they faced the King.
However, the King’s overwhelming strength only fueled their fighting spirit. Both poured all their strength into resisting the King. A fierce wind swept across the surrounding area, and for a moment, the three forces reached a temporary balance.
Yet, Mura and Iron Mask’s efforts only bought them a brief respite! As they struggled against the King’s relentless waves of energy, a proud smirk appeared on the King’s face.
“Hehe! You’re absolutely right. We’ve always been rivals. Our feud hasn’t been resolved yet.” Feeling the bone-chilling killing intent from the King, Zhang Wen smiled and slowly raised his sword. “However, although I wish she would die immediately, she is also the woman I love! Therefore, even if she truly must die, it can only be by my hand. If anyone else tries to harm her, I cannot allow it, even if it costs me my life!”
“Haha! Excellent! Truly excellent! If a man cannot even protect his own woman, what face does he have to call himself a man?” The King laughed heartily again, clearly impressed with Zhang Wen. However, after a moment of laughter, his tone suddenly shifted, and his voice turned cold.
“However, countless foolish men who dared offend me for a woman have died by my blade. I wonder how many strikes of mine you can actually survive?” The King coldly glared at Zhang Wen, raising his massive blade toward the sky once more.
Golden battle energy surrounded the King and his blade again. In the blink of an eye, the King had soared into the air, dozens of meters high. Then, with a massive golden arc of energy, he roared toward Zhang Wen.
“Idiot! Don’t you know? The person in front of you is ‘The King’!”
“Ah! Of course, I know.” Zhang Wen turned his head, giving Linoa a radiant smile.
“Hmph!” The King snorted in anger, suddenly pressing his arm downward, causing the giant blade in his hand to glow with golden light once more.
Feeling the immense pressure from his arm, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, fully activating the Spring Water Technique within him. The clash between the longsword and the giant blade produced a screeching sound of metal friction. Immediately, two surges of combat energy collided fiercely, creating a massive shockwave.
Under the terrifying impact of the King’s combat energy, the ground beneath Zhang Wen’s feet shattered, just like Lei Miao’s had earlier. Losing his footing, Zhang Wen quickly grabbed Linoa, and the two slid back several steps.
Seeing that Zhang Wen seemed unharmed after taking his strike, the King frowned in surprise. Based on his estimation of Zhang Wen’s strength, the latter should have been utterly unable to withstand that attack!
“Boy, what’s your name!” The King swung his giant blade, demanding an answer from Zhang Wen.
“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name?” Zhang Wen gently set Linoa down and smiled faintly as he countered.
“Hahaha! Well said! In thirty years, you’re the first to dare ask for my name.” The King laughed heartily, then raised his giant blade high, pointing it straight at the sky. “I am the King! The King has no name!”
“Oh? So a name is just a label, and the King doesn’t need an extra one?” Zhang Wen smirked, shrugging casually. “That’s quite interesting. Alright, since you’ve introduced yourself, I can’t not do the same. I’m Zhang Wen.”
“Zhang Wen? So it’s you. The Mithril Hunter, Andre Stan.” The King pondered for a moment, then nodded at Zhang Wen.
“Correct.”
“Hmph! I know a thing or two about your relationship with that brat Crassus.” The King smiled arrogantly, then added, “Your martial arts are quite intriguing. I thought I could end your life with one strike, but I was wrong. Since you managed to withstand my blow, I’ll give you a chance. Let go of the Soul Maiden, and you can leave here!”
“Let her go? I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Zhang Wen shook his head with a helpless smile.
“Oh?” The King frowned slightly, his giant blade horizontal, and an overwhelming pressure immediately bore down on Zhang Wen. “The Soul Maiden should be your enemy, not your friend. I don’t understand why you’d risk your life for her.”
“Haha! You’re right. She and I have always been adversaries. Our feud hasn’t been resolved yet.” Feeling the King’s piercing killing intent, Zhang Wen slowly raised his longsword, smiling. “But even though I wish she’d die right now, she’s also the woman I love! So, if she’s going to die, it has to be by my hand. No one else can harm her, even if it costs me my life!”
“Haha! Well said! If a man can’t protect his woman, what right does he have to call himself a man?” The King laughed heartily, seemingly approving of Zhang Wen. However, after a moment of laughter, his tone suddenly shifted, turning cold.
“But I’ve killed countless fools who dared to offend me for the sake of a woman. I wonder, how many of my strikes can you withstand?” The King glared coldly at Zhang Wen, raising his giant blade high once more.
Golden combat energy once again surrounded the King and his blade. In an instant, the King ascended dozens of meters into the air, then charged toward Zhang Wen with a roar, accompanied by a massive golden arc of light.
Having witnessed the earlier clash between the King and Lei Miao, Zhang Wen knew that if he didn’t fight with his life on the line, he wouldn’t even be able to withstand a single strike from the King.
Thus, as the King rose into the air, Zhang Wen fully activated the Spring Water Technique within him. Every ounce of combat energy stored in his meridians and body was pushed to its limit.
In this all-out effort, Zhang Wen could clearly feel that his Spring Water Technique combat energy had advanced significantly compared to his peak state when he first entered the Sandra Forest. The combat energy within him surged like a raging river, seemingly inexhaustible no matter how much he expended.
Feeling the exhilarating rush of combat energy within him, Zhang Wen didn’t forget to raise his longsword and exert his strength.
Crack! A crisp sound rang out as blue arcs of combat energy erupted around Zhang Wen’s body and his longsword. The energy wrapped around him, causing him to rise slowly, then accelerate suddenly, fearlessly meeting the King in mid-air.
The King’s descent from the sky grew faster and faster, while Zhang Wen’s ascent from the ground also accelerated. Finally, the two seemed to transform into two dragons, colliding fiercely in mid-air.
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion erupted in the sky.
However, the struggle between the blue dragon and the golden dragon lasted only a moment before the golden light completely overwhelmed the blue. In that instant of their clash, Zhang Wen felt the true gap between himself and the King. The combat energy he had thought was nearly inexhaustible was completely depleted in just a few seconds by the King’s overwhelming power. After completely crushing Zhang Wen’s combat energy, the King’s energy continued to flood into Zhang Wen’s body like a tidal wave.
Zhang Wen, like a kite with its string cut, plummeted from the sky, covered in blood, landing beside Linoa. However, just before hitting the ground, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth and flipped over, desperately using his legs to cushion the fall.
Though Zhang Wen had almost no strength left in his body, he still concentrated all his remaining combat energy into his longsword.
In fact, when Zhang Wen first charged into the air to block the King’s attack, his true intention wasn’t to stop the King’s assault. His real goal was to use that first all-out effort to slow the King’s descent from the sky.
When the King’s momentum entered the range Zhang Wen had anticipated… Zhang Wen leaped up again, meeting the King’s descent for the second time, his longsword slashing out like a shadow, clinging to the King’s giant blade.
Sword Guidance Technique!
Zhang Wen finally unleashed his ultimate technique. Though his combat energy was nearly depleted, the essence of five thousand years of Chinese civilization allowed Zhang Wen’s longsword to unleash an unbelievable power.
“Hmm?” The King, who had initially dismissed Zhang Wen’s second attempt to meet him, now couldn’t help but let out a surprised grunt. For the first time in his life, the King found his weapon uncontrollable!
The King could clearly feel that Zhang Wen’s combat energy was nearly exhausted, with less than a fifth of his own strength. Yet, Zhang Wen’s power was precisely applied at the point where the King had the least control, forcing the King to swing his giant blade according to Zhang Wen’s will.
“Hmph!” This time, the King was truly angry. He snorted, and all his strength surged through the giant blade into Zhang Wen’s body.
“Heh heh!” Knowing he couldn’t withstand this wave of the King’s attack, Zhang Wen stopped resisting the incoming combat energy. He laughed twice, using the last of his strength to redirect the King’s giant blade once more.
Thud! Zhang Wen, struck by the golden light, spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed to the ground again. This time, Zhang Wen had no strength left to flip and land properly. He fell heavily, his longsword flying out of his hand.
The King also landed almost simultaneously with Zhang Wen. Unlike Zhang Wen, who fell, the King stood firmly on the ground, unmoving. However, the King’s giant blade didn’t sever Zhang Wen and Linoa as he had intended. Instead, it struck the ground a dozen meters away, creating a deep crater.
Glancing at the crater he had made, the King quickly turned his gaze, filled with either anger or surprise, toward the bloodied Zhang Wen. Lei Miao, who had been watching coldly from a distance, also had a glint of madness and excitement in his eyes.
“Boy, you’re good! There are many in this world who can survive two of my strikes, but you’re the first to make me misjudge twice!” The King gripped his giant blade tightly, speaking in a low voice as he strode toward Zhang Wen and Linoa.
“Heh! I’m truly honored.” Zhang Wen, now unable to even stand, rolled over and looked up at the sky, gasping out a reply.
“If you’re willing to leave, I can still give you that chance.”
“Is that so? Thanks, but no thanks.” After taking a few deep breaths, Zhang Wen staggered to his feet.
“Zhang Wen, just go!” Linoa suddenly shouted with all her might, tears streaming down her face.
“Enough!” Zhang Wen smiled weakly, waving his hand at Linoa. “I told you, this is a man’s pride and determination. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Very well! Since you’re determined, I’ll grant your wish.” The King spoke with a hint of regret, raising his giant blade high for the third time.
However, the King’s movement stopped halfway. His expression suddenly turned icy. He lowered the half-raised blade and slowly turned to face the direction behind him.
“Hmm… Though I’m reluctant to fight the ‘King,’ I have no choice. Sigh! Who would’ve thought I’d have orders to follow? That grinning tiger over there dying isn’t a big deal. But if I let two big fish from the Assembly slip through my fingers, that nagging Commander will surely drive me crazy when I get back.”
With a somewhat flippant tone, a silver-haired man dressed in the standard combat attire of the Empire’s Eagle Guards, Captain Mura of the Fourth Squad, stepped forward. He appeared before the group with a smile, shrugging helplessly at the King.
“Is that so?” The King’s voice grew even deeper. He closed his eyes, but his giant blade suddenly pointed to another direction beside the silver-haired man.
“Then, are you here for the same reason as him?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I can ignore others, but I owe Zhang Wen a favor. His life is something I can’t let you take so easily.” A serious, low voice spoke up, and the next to appear was the pride of the Cassares Arena—the legendary gladiator, Iron Mask.
“Good! Good! Good!” After hearing Iron Mask’s resolute declaration, the King fell silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed heartily, repeating “Good” three times. “I’ve sat on the throne in meditation for ten years, and now the world no longer respects me.” The King spoke calmly, then abruptly opened his eyes.
The moment the King opened his eyes, a mountain-like pressure swept over Mura and Iron Mask. This was no mere psychological intimidation—it was a tangible, overwhelming force of combat energy! Both Mura and Iron Mask instinctively crouched slightly, staring at the King as if facing a formidable enemy. They then noticed that the King’s eyes had turned into dazzling golden orbs.
“I am the King! Those who defy me—die!”
As the final, merciless word “die” left the King’s lips, his body was completely enveloped in golden combat energy. A massive tornado formed around him, spiraling into the sky alongside the golden energy.
In the next instant, the King, like a dragon riding the wind and lightning, roared furiously, charging fearlessly at the two super-tier warriors who dared challenge his dignity.
Facing the King’s ferocious assault, neither Mura nor Iron Mask dared to be careless. Both of them, at the moment the King attacked, pushed their combat energy to the limit. Red and green combat energy enveloped their bodies, and with a roar, they transformed into two meteors, charging toward the incoming dragon.
Crack! The moment Mura and Iron Mask’s swords clashed with the King’s giant blade, they felt an irresistible force surge through their weapons.
“How can there be such terrifying power in this world?” Even Mura and Iron Mask, two of the most formidable super-tier warriors, couldn’t help but feel a sense of disbelief as they faced the King.
However, the King’s overwhelming power only fueled their fighting spirit. Both of them mustered all their strength, desperately resisting the King. A fierce wind swept across the surrounding area, and for a moment, the three forces reached a temporary balance.
Yet, Mura and Iron Mask’s efforts only bought them a brief respite! As they struggled against the King’s relentless waves of combat energy, the King’s face revealed a proud, cold smile.
Therefore, as the King ascended into the air, Zhang Wen also activated the Spring Water Technique to its fullest. Every bit of battle energy stored in his meridians and body was mobilized to the extreme.
In this all-out effort, Zhang Wen could clearly feel that his Spring Water Technique’s battle energy had actually surpassed even his peak condition when he first entered the Sandral Forest! The battle energy within him surged like a raging river, seemingly endless no matter how much he consumed!
Feeling the exhilaration of his surging battle energy, Zhang Wen didn’t forget to raise his sword and exert force suddenly.
Snap! A crisp sound rang out as battle energy resembling blue lightning suddenly burst from Zhang Wen’s body.
This lightning-like battle energy coiled around Zhang Wen’s body and the sword in his hand, lifting him slowly before suddenly accelerating, fearlessly rushing to meet the ascending King!
The King’s speed as he dove from the sky grew faster and faster, while Zhang Wen, rising from the ground, also accelerated. Finally, the two seemed to transform into two dragons, crashing into each other fiercely!
Boom!
A thunderous explosion shook the heavens.
However, the duel between the blue and golden dragons lasted only a moment before the golden light completely overwhelmed the blue. In that instant of collision, Zhang Wen felt the real gap between himself and the King. The seemingly endless battle energy within him was completely drained in just a few seconds by the King’s violent energy! And after completely defeating Zhang Wen’s energy, the King’s energy continued to surge into Zhang Wen’s body like a tide.
Zhang Wen plummeted from the sky like a broken kite, covered in blood, landing beside Linoah. However, just before hitting the ground, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, flipped his body midair, and desperately used his legs to brace against the impact.
Although Zhang Wen had almost no strength left within him, he still concentrated all his remaining battle energy into his sword.
In fact, when Zhang Wen first surged into the sky and directly met the King’s attack, he wasn’t trying to block the strike at all. His true purpose was to reduce the King’s downward speed by blocking his first all-out strike!
When the King’s momentum entered the range Zhang Wen had anticipated… Zhang Wen leapt again, rushing for the second time toward the descending King, his sword slashing out rapidly, sticking tightly to the King’s massive blade like a persistent shadow!
Yin Jian Jue (Sword Attraction Technique)!
Zhang Wen finally unleashed his ultimate secret technique. Although Zhang Wen’s battle energy was nearly depleted, this ultimate technique, a quintessence of five thousand years of Chinese civilization, allowed Zhang Wen’s sword to unleash an incredible force.
“Hmm?” The King, who had originally dismissed Zhang Wen’s second charge toward him, now couldn’t help but emit a sound filled with surprise and shock. At the moment his sword was stuck by Zhang Wen’s blade, for the first time in his life, the King realized his weapon had lost control!
The King could clearly sense that Zhang Wen’s battle energy was nearly gone, with less than a fifth of his own power. Yet, Zhang Wen’s force was precisely applied at the exact spot that made the King most difficult to control, forcing the King to swing his massive blade according to Zhang Wen’s will.
“Hmph!” This time, the King was truly furious. He snorted coldly, and his entire body’s power surged again through the blade into Zhang Wen’s body.
“Hehe!” Feeling certain he couldn’t resist the King’s onslaught this time, Zhang Wen stopped resisting altogether. He laughed twice, poured his last bit of strength into redirecting the King’s blade aside once more.
Puu! Zhang Wen was immediately struck by the golden energy, spitting out a large mouthful of blood and crashing down from the sky again. This time, Zhang Wen had no strength left to flip and land on his feet. He crashed heavily to the ground, and his sword flew from his hand.
The King also landed back on the ground almost simultaneously with Zhang Wen. Unlike Zhang Wen, who fell, the King remained as steady as before, standing motionless after landing. However, the King’s massive blade did not sever both Zhang Wen and Linoah as he had intended, but instead struck the ground more than ten meters away from the two, creating a crater several meters deep.
“Idiot! Don’t you know? The person in front of you is ‘The King’!”
“Ah! Of course, I know.” Zhang Wen turned around and gave Linoa a radiant smile.
“Hmph!” The King snorted in anger, suddenly pressing his arm downward, causing the giant blade in his hand to burst with golden light once more.
Feeling the immense pressure from the arm, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, circulating the Spring Water Technique within his body to its fullest. The clash between the longsword and the giant blade produced a sharp metallic screech. Immediately, two surging combat energies collided violently, creating a massive shockwave.
Under the terrifying impact of the King’s combat energy, the ground beneath Zhang Wen’s feet shattered just like Lei Miao’s had earlier. Losing his footing, Zhang Wen quickly grabbed Linoa, and the two slid back several steps.
Seeing Zhang Wen seemingly unharmed after taking his strike, the King couldn’t help but furrow his brow in surprise. Based on his estimation of Zhang Wen’s strength, the latter should have been utterly incapable of withstanding that attack!
“Boy, what’s your name?” The King swung his giant blade and demanded.
“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name?” Zhang Wen gently set Linoa down and retorted with a faint smile.
“Haha! Well said! In thirty years, you’re the first to dare ask for my name.” The King laughed heartily, then raised his giant blade high, pointing it straight at the sky. “I am the King! The King has no name!”
“Oh? So, a name is just a label, and the King needs no extra labels?” Zhang Wen smirked and shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s quite interesting. Alright, since you’ve introduced yourself, I suppose I should do the same. I’m Zhang Wen.”
“Zhang Wen? So, it’s you. The Silver Hunter, Andre Stan.” The King pondered for a moment, then nodded at Zhang Wen.
“That’s right.”
“Hmph! I know a thing or two about your relationship with that brat Krasus.” The King sneered, then added, “Your martial arts are quite intriguing. I thought I could end your life with one strike, but I was mistaken. Since you managed to withstand my blow, I’ll give you a chance. Leave the Soul Maiden here, and you can walk away.”
“Leave her? I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Zhang Wen shook his head with a helpless smile.
“Oh?” The King frowned slightly, his giant blade sweeping horizontally, and an immense pressure immediately bore down on Zhang Wen. “The Soul Maiden should be your enemy, not your friend. I don’t understand why you’d risk your life for her.”
“Haha! You’re right. She and I have always been adversaries. Our grudges remain unresolved.” Feeling the King’s piercing killing intent, Zhang Wen slowly raised his longsword with a smile. “However, even though I wish she would drop dead right now, she’s also the woman I love! So, if she must die, it can only be by my hand. I won’t allow anyone else to harm her, even if it costs me my life!”
“Haha! Well said! If a man can’t protect his woman, what right does he have to call himself a man?” The King laughed heartily again, seemingly impressed by Zhang Wen. However, after a moment of laughter, his tone suddenly shifted, turning icy.
“However, I’ve killed countless fools who dared to defy me for the sake of a woman. I wonder, how many of my strikes can you withstand?” The King glared coldly at Zhang Wen, raising his giant blade toward the sky once more.
Golden combat energy once again surrounded the King and his blade. In the blink of an eye, the King ascended to a height of several dozen meters. Then, with a roar, he charged toward Zhang Wen, trailing a massive golden arc like a bolt of lightning.
Having witnessed the King’s earlier clash with Lei Miao, Zhang Wen knew that if he didn’t fight with the determination to stake his life, he wouldn’t even be able to withstand a single strike from the King.
Thus, as the King rose into the air, Zhang Wen fully activated the Spring Water Technique within his body. Every ounce of combat energy stored in his meridians and body was pushed to its limit.
In this all-out effort, Zhang Wen could clearly feel that the combat energy of his Spring Water Technique had advanced significantly compared to his peak state when he first entered the Sandra Forest. The energy within him surged like a raging river, seemingly inexhaustible no matter how much he expended.
Feeling the exhilarating rush of energy within him, Zhang Wen didn’t forget to raise his longsword and exert his strength.
Crack! A crisp sound rang out as blue, lightning-like combat energy erupted from Zhang Wen’s body.
The lightning-like energy coiled around Zhang Wen and his longsword, causing him to rise slowly before accelerating abruptly, fearlessly meeting the King in mid-air.
The King’s descent from the sky grew faster, while Zhang Wen’s ascent from the ground also accelerated. Finally, the two seemed to transform into two dragons, colliding with tremendous force.
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion erupted in the air.
However, the struggle between the blue and golden dragons lasted only a moment before the golden light completely overwhelmed the blue. In the instant their energies clashed, Zhang Wen felt the stark difference between himself and the King. The seemingly endless combat energy he had felt was completely drained in just a few seconds by the King’s overwhelming power. After completely crushing Zhang Wen’s energy, the King’s combat energy continued to surge into Zhang Wen’s body like a tidal wave.
Zhang Wen, like a broken kite, plummeted from the sky, covered in blood, landing beside Linoa. However, just before hitting the ground, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth and flipped over, using his legs to brace himself.
Though he had almost no strength left, Zhang Wen concentrated all his remaining combat energy into his longsword.
In truth, when Zhang Wen first charged into the air to meet the King’s attack, his goal wasn’t to block the King’s strike. His true aim was to use that initial, all-out effort to slow the King’s descent.
When the King’s momentum entered the range Zhang Wen had anticipated… Zhang Wen leaped up once more, meeting the King mid-air, and swung his longsword with all his might, clinging to the King’s giant blade like a leech.
Sword Guiding Technique!
Zhang Wen finally unleashed his ultimate technique. Though his combat energy was nearly depleted, the essence of five thousand years of Chinese civilization allowed his longsword to unleash an incredible power.
“Hmm?” The King, who had initially dismissed Zhang Wen’s second charge, couldn’t help but let out a surprised grunt. For the first time in his life, the King found his weapon uncontrollable!
The King could clearly feel that Zhang Wen’s combat energy was nearly exhausted, with less than a fifth of his own strength. Yet, Zhang Wen’s power was precisely applied to the point where the King found it hardest to control, forcing him to swing his giant blade as Zhang Wen intended.
“Hmph!” This time, the King was truly angered. He snorted, and his full strength surged through the giant blade into Zhang Wen’s body.
“Heh heh!” Knowing he couldn’t withstand this wave of the King’s power, Zhang Wen stopped resisting the incoming energy. He laughed, using the last of his strength to redirect the King’s blade once more.
Thud! Struck by the golden light, Zhang Wen spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed to the ground once more. This time, he had no strength left to flip and land properly. He fell heavily, his longsword flying out of his hand.
The King also landed almost simultaneously. Unlike Zhang Wen, the King stood firm, unmoving. However, his giant blade didn’t sever Zhang Wen and Linoa as he had intended. Instead, it struck the ground more than ten meters away, creating a deep crater.
Glancing at the crater he had made, the King quickly turned his gaze, filled with either anger or surprise, toward the bloodied Zhang Wen. Lei Miao, who had been watching coldly from a distance, also had a glint of madness and excitement in his eyes.
“Boy, you’re impressive! Many in this world can survive two of my strikes, but you’re the first to make me misjudge twice!” The King gripped his giant blade tightly, his voice low as he strode toward Zhang Wen and Linoa.
“Heh! I’m honored.” Zhang Wen, now unable to stand, rolled onto his back and managed to speak.
“If you’re willing to leave, I can still give you that chance.”
“Is that so? Thanks, but no need.” After catching his breath, Zhang Wen staggered to his feet.
“Zhang Wen, just go!” Linoa suddenly shouted, tears streaming down her face.
“Enough!” Zhang Wen smiled weakly and waved at Linoa. “I told you, this is a man’s pride and determination. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Very well! Since you’ve made up your mind, I’ll grant your wish.” The King spoke with a hint of regret, raising his giant blade overhead for the third time.
However, the King’s movement halted halfway. His expression turned icy as he lowered the blade and slowly turned to face the direction behind him.
“Hmm… Though I’m reluctant to fight the ‘King,’ I have no choice. Sigh! I have orders to follow. That grinning tiger over there dying is no big deal. But if I let two big fish from the Assembly slip through my fingers, that nagging Commander will surely drive me crazy when I return.”
With a slightly playful tone, a silver-haired man dressed in the standard combat attire of the Empire’s Eagle Guards, Captain Mura of the Fourth Squad, stepped forward. He appeared before the group with a smile, shrugging helplessly at the King.
“Is that so?” The King’s voice grew even deeper. He closed his eyes, but his giant blade suddenly pointed to another direction beside the silver-haired man.
“Then, are you here for the same reason as him?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I can ignore others, but I owe Zhang Wen a debt. I can’t let you take his life so easily.” A serious, low voice spoke, and the legendary gladiator of the Cassares Arena, Iron Mask, appeared before the group.
“Very well! Very well! Very well!” After hearing Iron Mask’s resolute declaration, the King fell silent for a moment before laughing heartily and repeating “Very well” three times. “I’ve spent ten years in quiet contemplation on the throne, and now the world no longer holds me in regard.” The King spoke calmly, then suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment the King opened his eyes, a mountain-like pressure descended upon Mura and Iron Mask. This was no mere psychological intimidation—it was a tangible, overwhelming force created by pure combat energy! Both Mura and Iron Mask instinctively crouched slightly, their eyes locked on the King like they were facing a formidable enemy. Then, they noticed that the King’s eyes had turned into dazzling golden orbs.
“I am the King! Those who defy me—die!”
As the final, ruthless word “die” left the King’s lips, his body was completely enveloped in golden combat energy. A massive tornado formed around him, spiraling into the sky alongside the golden energy.
In the next instant, the King, like a dragon riding the wind and lightning, roared furiously and charged fearlessly toward the two super-tier warriors who dared challenge his dignity.
Facing the King’s ferocious assault, neither Mura nor Iron Mask dared to be careless. Both of them, at the moment the King attacked, pushed their combat energy to its limit. Red and green energies enveloped their bodies as they roared, transforming into two meteors, charging toward the oncoming dragon.
Crack! The moment Mura and Iron Mask’s swords clashed with the King’s giant blade, they felt an overwhelming force surge through their weapons.
“How can such terrifying power exist in this world?” Even the two formidable super-tier warriors couldn’t help but feel disbelief as they faced the King.
However, the King’s overwhelming strength only fueled Mura and Iron Mask’s fighting spirit. Both of them, almost simultaneously, mustered all their strength to resist the King. A fierce wind swept through the surrounding area, and for a moment, the three forces reached a temporary balance.
Yet, Mura and Iron Mask’s efforts only bought them a brief respite! As they struggled against the King’s relentless waves of combat energy, the King’s face revealed a proud, cold smile.
“Boy, you’re impressive! Many in this world have survived two of my strikes, but you are the first person to make me miscalculate twice in succession!” The King tightly gripped his massive blade, his voice low as he strode toward Zhang Wen and Linoah.
“Hehe! Then I must be truly honored.” Zhang Wen had no strength left to even stand up. He could only roll over, lying on his back as he replied.
“If you’re willing to leave, I can still give you this opportunity.”
“Is that so? Thank you very much! But no need.” After catching his breath with great effort, Zhang Wen staggered to his feet again.
“Zhang Wen, leave!” Linoah suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face.
“Alright!” Zhang Wen smiled weakly, turning his head to wave at Linoah. “I told you, this is a man’s pride and persistence. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Very well! Since you’ve made your decision, I shall grant your wish.” The King sighed with a hint of regret, raising his massive blade slowly over his head for the third time, facing Zhang Wen.
However, halfway through his motion, the King suddenly stopped. Then, his expression turned icy cold. He withdrew his half-raised blade and slowly turned around, facing the direction behind him.
“Hmm… although I really don’t want to fight the ‘King’, there’s no choice. Sigh! Who else could it be? If that smiling tiger had died, it wouldn’t matter much. But if I let two big fish from the organization slip through my fingers, that nagging squad leader will definitely bore my ears off when I return.”
As a slightly carefree voice rang out, a silver-haired man in the standard battle armor of the Imperial Eagle Guard emerged. It was Mula, the captain of the Fourth Squad of the Imperial Eagle Guard. He appeared before everyone with a smile, helplessly spreading his hands and shrugging at the King.
“Is that so?” The King’s voice became even deeper. He closed his eyes, but suddenly pointed his blade toward another direction to the right of the silver-haired man.
“So, your intentions are the same as his?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I can ignore others, but I owe Zhang Wen a favor. I cannot allow you to take his life at will.” A solemn and deep male voice sounded. Then, appearing before everyone was none other than the pride of the Casares Arena—the legendary warrior Iron Mask.
“Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!” After listening to Iron Mask’s resolute declaration, the King remained silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, repeating the word “excellent” three times. “I’ve been sitting in my throne in contemplation for ten years, and now no one in this world still holds me in awe.” The King said calmly, suddenly opening his eyes.
At the moment the King opened his eyes, an immense pressure, like a mountain, surged toward Mula and Iron Mask. And this was definitely not the psychological pressure Zhang Wen had felt earlier—it was a massive pressure created purely from battle energy! Mula and Iron Mask instinctively bent their bodies slightly, fixing their eyes on the King’s figure like they were facing a great enemy. Then they discovered that, at some unknown moment, the King’s eyes had turned into dazzling golden pupils.
“I am the King! Those who dare defy me—shall die!”
As the final word “die,” filled with iron-blooded ruthlessness, left the King’s mouth, his body was already completely enveloped in golden battle energy. Moreover, a massive whirlwind was born from the battle energy swirling around the King’s body, surging straight into the sky.
The next instant, the King had already transformed into a heavenly dragon riding the wind and lightning, roaring furiously as he fearlessly charged toward the two men who dared challenge his dignity—two high-tier masters.
Faced with the King’s violent assault, both Mula and Iron Mask dared not be careless. The two simultaneously raised their battle energy to the maximum as the King launched his attack. Red and green battle energy covered Mula and Iron Mask’s bodies respectively, and with a shout, they transformed into two meteors, rushing toward the incoming heavenly dragon.
Ka! At the moment Mula and Iron Mask’s swords clashed with the King’s massive blade, they immediately felt an irresistible surge of immense force traveling through their weapons.
“How could there be such terrifying power in this world?” Mula and Iron Mask, two mighty high-tier masters, couldn’t help but feel astonished disbelief in their hearts as they faced the King.
However, the King’s overwhelming strength only further ignited Mula and Iron Mask’s fighting spirit. Almost simultaneously, the two poured all their strength into resisting the King. The wind raged violently across the space within thousands of meters, and for a moment, the three forces reached a temporary balance.
“Idiot! Don’t you know? The person before you is ‘The King’!”
“Ah! Of course, I know.” Zhang Wen turned back, flashing a radiant smile at Linoa.
“Hmph!” The King snorted in anger, suddenly pressing his arm downward, causing the massive blade in his hand to glow with golden brilliance once more.
Feeling the immense pressure transmitted through his arm, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth, fully activating the Spring Water Technique within him. The clash between the sword and the massive blade produced a sharp metallic screech. Immediately, two surging energies collided violently, erupting into a massive shockwave.
Under the terrifying impact of the King’s energy, the ground beneath Zhang Wen’s feet shattered just like Lei Miao’s had earlier. Losing his footing, Zhang Wen quickly grabbed Linoa, and the two slid back several steps.
Seeing Zhang Wen still seemingly unharmed after taking his strike, the King couldn’t help but furrow his brow in surprise. Based on his estimation of Zhang Wen’s strength, the latter should have been utterly incapable of withstanding that attack!
“Boy, what’s your name!” The King swung his massive blade, demanding an answer from Zhang Wen.
“Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name?” Zhang Wen gently set Linoa down and smiled faintly as he retorted.
“Haha! Hahaha! Well said! In thirty years, you’re the first to dare ask for my name.” The King laughed heartily, then raised his massive blade high, pointing it straight at the sky. “I am the King! The King has no name!”
“Oh? So, a name is just a label, and the King needs no extra labels?” Zhang Wen curled his lips and shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s quite interesting. Well, since you’ve introduced yourself, I can’t not do the same. I’m Zhang Wen.”
“Zhang Wen? So it’s you. The Silver Hunter, Andre Stan.” The King pondered for a moment, then nodded at Zhang Wen.
“Correct.”
“Hmph! I know a thing or two about your relationship with that brat Krasus.” The King smirked arrogantly, then continued, “Your martial arts are quite intriguing. I thought I could end your life with a single strike, but I missed. Since you managed to withstand my blow, I’ll give you a chance. Let go of the Soul Maiden, and you can leave here!”
“Let her go? I’m afraid that’s not possible.” Zhang Wen shook his head with a wry smile.
“Oh?” The King frowned slightly, his massive blade sweeping horizontally, and an immense pressure immediately bore down on Zhang Wen once more. “The Soul Maiden should be your enemy, not your friend. I don’t understand why you’d risk your life for her.”
“Haha! You’re right. We’ve always been adversaries. Our feud remains unresolved.” Feeling the bone-chilling killing intent emanating from the King, Zhang Wen slowly raised his sword with a smile. “However, even though I wish she’d drop dead immediately, she’s also the woman I love! So, if she must die, it can only be by my hand. I won’t allow anyone else to harm her, even if it costs me my life!”
“Haha! Well said! Indeed, well said! If a man can’t even protect his woman, what right does he have to call himself a man?” The King laughed heartily again, seemingly approving of Zhang Wen. However, after a moment of laughter, the King’s tone suddenly shifted, turning icy.
“However, I’ve slain countless fools who dared to defy me for the sake of a woman. I wonder, how many of my strikes can you withstand?” The King glared coldly at Zhang Wen, raising his massive blade high once more.
Golden energy once again surrounded the King and his blade, and in the blink of an eye, he ascended dozens of meters into the air. Then, with a roar, he charged toward Zhang Wen like a bolt of golden lightning.
Having witnessed the earlier clash between the King and Lei Miao, Zhang Wen knew that if he didn’t fight with his life on the line, he wouldn’t even be able to withstand a single strike from the King.
Thus, as the King ascended, Zhang Wen fully activated the Spring Water Technique within him. Every ounce of energy stored in his meridians and body was pushed to its limit.
In this all-out effort, Zhang Wen could clearly feel that the energy from his Spring Water Technique had advanced significantly compared to his peak state when he first entered the Sandra Forest. The energy within him surged like a raging river, seemingly inexhaustible no matter how much he expended.
Feeling the exhilarating rush of energy within him, Zhang Wen didn’t forget to raise his sword and exert his strength.
Crack! A crisp sound rang out as blue, lightning-like energy erupted from Zhang Wen’s body.
The lightning-like energy coiled around Zhang Wen and his sword, causing him to rise slowly before suddenly accelerating, fearlessly charging toward the King in mid-air.
The King’s descent from the sky grew faster and faster, while Zhang Wen’s ascent from the ground also accelerated. Finally, the two seemed to transform into two dragons, colliding violently in mid-air.
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion erupted in the sky.
However, the struggle between the blue and golden dragons lasted only a moment before the golden light completely overwhelmed the blue. In that instant of their clash, Zhang Wen felt the undeniable gap between himself and the King. The seemingly endless energy he had felt was completely drained in just a few seconds by the King’s overwhelming power. And after completely crushing Zhang Wen’s energy, the King’s energy continued to flood into Zhang Wen’s body like a tidal wave.
Zhang Wen, like a kite with its string cut, plummeted from the sky, covered in blood, landing beside Linoa. However, just before hitting the ground, Zhang Wen gritted his teeth and flipped over, desperately using his legs to brace himself.
Though Zhang Wen had almost no strength left, he still focused all his remaining energy into his sword.
In truth, when Zhang Wen first charged into the air to block the King’s attack, his goal wasn’t to stop the King’s assault. His real aim was to use that first all-out effort to slow the King’s descent from the sky.
When the King’s momentum entered the range Zhang Wen had anticipated… Zhang Wen leaped again, meeting the King’s descent head-on, his sword swinging out like a persistent shadow, clinging to the King’s massive blade.
Sword Guiding Technique!
Zhang Wen finally unleashed his ultimate technique. Though his energy was nearly depleted, the essence of five thousand years of Chinese civilization allowed Zhang Wen’s sword to unleash an unbelievable power.
“Hmm?” The King, who had initially dismissed Zhang Wen’s second charge, couldn’t help but let out a surprised grunt. For the first time in his life, the King found his weapon uncontrollable!
The King could clearly feel that Zhang Wen’s energy was nearly exhausted, with less than a fifth of his own strength. Yet, Zhang Wen’s power was precisely applied to the most difficult point for the King to control, forcing the King to swing his massive blade as Zhang Wen intended.
“Hmph!” This time, the King was truly enraged. He snorted, and his full strength surged through the blade into Zhang Wen’s body.
“Heh heh!” Knowing he couldn’t withstand this wave of the King’s power, Zhang Wen stopped resisting the energy flooding into him. He laughed, using the last of his strength to redirect the King’s blade once more.
Thud! Zhang Wen spat out a mouthful of blood as he was struck by the golden energy, crashing to the ground once more. This time, Zhang Wen had no strength left to flip and steady himself. He hit the ground hard, his sword flying out of his hand.
The King also landed almost simultaneously with Zhang Wen. Unlike Zhang Wen, the King stood firm and unmoving upon landing. However, the King’s massive blade didn’t sever Zhang Wen and Linoa as he had intended. Instead, it struck the ground over ten meters away, creating a deep crater.
Glancing at the crater he had created, the King quickly turned his gaze, filled with either anger or surprise, toward the bloodied Zhang Wen. Lei Miao, who had been watching coldly from a distance, also flashed a look of madness and excitement in his eyes.
“Boy, you’re good! Many in this world can survive two of my strikes, but you’re the first to make me misjudge the outcome twice!” The King gripped his massive blade tightly, speaking in a low voice as he strode toward Zhang Wen and Linoa.
“Heh! I’m truly honored.” Zhang Wen, now unable to even stand, rolled over and spoke to the sky.
“If you’re willing to leave, I can still give you that chance.”
“Is that so? Thanks, but no need.” After catching his breath, Zhang Wen staggered to his feet.
“Zhang Wen, just go!” Linoa suddenly shouted with tears streaming down her face, using all her strength.
“Enough!” Zhang Wen smiled weakly, waving his hand at Linoa. “I told you, this is a man’s pride and determination. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Very well! Since you’re determined, I’ll grant your wish.” The King spoke with a hint of regret, raising his massive blade high for the third time.
However, the King’s movement stopped halfway. His expression suddenly turned icy. He lowered the half-raised blade and slowly turned to face the direction behind him.
“Hmm… Though I’m reluctant to fight ‘The King,’ I have no choice. Sigh! Who would’ve thought I’d have orders to follow? That grinning tiger’s death doesn’t matter much. But if I let two big fish from the Assembly slip through my fingers, that nagging Chief Commander will surely drive me crazy when I return.”
With a slightly playful tone, a silver-haired man dressed in the standard combat attire of the Empire’s Eagle Guards, Captain Mura of the Fourth Squad, stepped forward. He appeared before everyone with a smile, shrugging helplessly at the King.
“Is that so?” The King’s voice grew even deeper. He closed his eyes, but his massive blade suddenly pointed to another direction beside the silver-haired man.
“Then, is your purpose the same as his?”
“Unfortunately, yes. I can ignore others, but I owe Zhang Wen a debt. His life is something I can’t allow you to take.” A serious, low voice spoke, and then the pride of the Cassares Arena—the legendary gladiator Iron Mask—appeared before everyone.
“Very well! Very well! Very well!” After hearing Iron Mask’s resolute declaration, the King fell silent for a moment before suddenly laughing and repeating “Very well” three times. “I’ve spent ten years in quiet contemplation on the throne, and now the world no longer regards me.” The King spoke calmly, then abruptly opened his eyes.
The moment the King opened his eyes, a mountain-like pressure swept over Mura and Iron Mask. This was no mere psychological intimidation like what Zhang Wen had felt earlier—it was a tangible, overwhelming pressure created purely by the King’s energy! Both Mura and Iron Mask instinctively bent slightly, staring at the King as if facing a formidable enemy. Then they noticed that, at some point, the King’s eyes had turned into dazzling golden orbs.
“I am the King! Those who defy me—die!”
As the final, merciless word “die” left the King’s lips, his body was completely enveloped in golden energy. A massive tornado, born from the energy swirling around the King, rose into the sky alongside the golden light.
In the next instant, the King, like a dragon riding the wind and lightning, roared furiously, fearlessly charging at the two super-tier warriors who dared challenge his dignity.
Facing the King’s ferocious assault, neither Mura nor Iron Mask dared to be careless. Both raised their energy to the limit the moment the King attacked. Red and green energy enveloped Mura and Iron Mask respectively, and with a roar, they transformed into two meteors, charging toward the incoming dragon.
Crack! The moment Mura and Iron Mask’s swords clashed with the King’s massive blade, they felt an overwhelming force surge through their weapons.
“How can such terrifying power exist in this world?” Even the formidable super-tier warriors Mura and Iron Mask couldn’t help but feel shocked and incredulous when facing the King.
However, the King’s overwhelming power only further ignited their fighting spirit. Both poured all their strength into resisting the King. A fierce wind swept through the surrounding space, and for a moment, the three forces reached a temporary balance.
Yet, Mura and Iron Mask’s efforts only allowed them to hold on for a brief moment! As they fought against the King’s surging energy, the King’s face revealed a proud, cold smile.
“Hmph!” Wang suddenly let out another cold snort, swiftly retracting his massive blade.
By breaking the balance himself, Wang caused Murra and Ironface’s combat energy to uncontrollably surge toward him. Facing the two swords wrapped in terrifying combat energy, Wang remained fearless. After withdrawing his massive blade, he immediately turned his body sideways, then swung the blade in a semicircle around his body before delivering a fierce strike.
Clang!
Wang’s massive blade struck Ironface’s weapon directly without any flourish. Without Murra’s assistance, Ironface was simply unable to withstand Wang’s extreme combat energy.
With just one slash, Ironface spat out a large mouthful of blood and plummeted to the ground like a cannonball. This was a straightforward battle, where with a single strike, the outcome was immediately decided.
As Wang hurled Ironface away, Murra’s attack nearly reached Wang’s chest. Wang had already swung his blade to strike Ironface and clearly couldn’t pull it back in time to block Murra’s attack.
However, just as Murra’s sword was about to pierce him, Wang suddenly smirked coldly. A golden arc of electricity shot out from his right hand gripping the blade. With the appearance of the arc, the hilt of Wang’s massive blade extended several inches in an instant! With a slight twist of his wrist, the elongated hilt precisely blocked the path between Murra’s blade and Wang’s body!
Boom! A muffled sound of combat energy colliding exploded outward. The powerful counterforce from the impact between blade and hilt sent Murra flying backward several meters. Violent air currents stirred up the dust and sand already in the air, completely obscuring Murra’s vision.
“Tch!” Knowing his attack had barely harmed Wang, Murra gritted his teeth and spat in frustration. He prepared to rush forward again, launching another round of attacks before Wang could stabilize himself. However, just as the thought formed in his mind and before his body could move, his eyes widened in disbelief. A dazzling golden light suddenly pierced through the dust cloud before him, slicing straight toward Murra’s body without hesitation!
“How is this possible?” In desperation, Murra could only channel all his combat energy and desperately meet the blinding golden light head-on.
Boom! Blades clashed. Just like Ironface, Murra was also sent crashing from the sky to the ground, spewing blood from Wang’s massive blade strike.
The next moment, Wang also descended from the air, landing solidly like a towering pillar.
“Heh… Smiling Tiger, looks like we’re in trouble this time. I always knew Wang was strong, but I never expected him to be such a monstrous freak!” Murra, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, struggled to his feet and bitterly chuckled toward Reimiu in the distance.
Reimiu, however, appeared not to hear him at all, not even glancing Murra’s way. From the moment Wang engaged Murra and Ironface, Reimiu’s gaze hadn’t left Wang’s face. If someone could place their ear close enough, they’d hear him muttering softly to himself.
“What a pity… Such a shame…” Reimiu’s eyes gleamed with an almost fanatical light, his lips unconsciously curling upward, trembling slightly in excitement.
Meanwhile, Ironface also slowly stood up, silently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Wen, who was barely holding his ground in front of Linoar.
“Fools who overestimate their abilities! Your lives, I shall take!” Wang’s gaze swept arrogantly over the four remaining people in the crater, then he suddenly swung his massive blade. Golden arcs of electricity coiled around his body, shooting up into the sky.
“Heh! Even if we wanted to run now, we probably couldn’t. What an incredibly strong old monster. I wonder which of us will be the first unlucky one to die?” Murra muttered helplessly to himself, yet his gaze gradually revealed a madness and excitement eerily similar to Reimiu’s.
Meanwhile, Zhang Wen also smiled lightly. Beside him, Ironface’s expression remained as steady and resolute as a mountain.
However, whether it was Murra, Zhang Wen, or Ironface, all of them knew deep down. Their strength had already been completely drained from the earlier battles. Even if all four of them faced Wang’s next attack together, there was absolutely no way they could withstand it.
The massive blade was slowly raised over Wang’s head. But just as the golden electricity surrounding Wang reached its peak brightness, Zhang Wen suddenly sensed a faint ripple of psychic energy coming from deep within the jungle. Not long after Zhang Wen detected this psychic energy, Reimiu and the others apparently sensed the psychic user hiding in the forest as well.
“Who’s come to meet their doom this time?” Murra gave a tense grin, glancing at the others and finding the same surprise on their faces.
What puzzled Murra even more was that across from them, Wang also showed a trace of confusion upon sensing the faint psychic energy, as if he had detected something within it. Then, Wang seemed to whisper something softly, as though conversing with someone silently.
Then, furrowing his brows, Wang gave a cold snort. The dazzling golden glow surrounding him gradually faded away with his snort. Slowly, he withdrew the blade he had raised above his head and sent it into the air. The blade vanished as if sheathed into an invisible scabbard.
Finally, Wang cast one last cold glance at Zhang Wen and the others before turning away in silence. He didn’t even spare a glance at Agate, whom he had originally left on the ground.
“What’s going on?” Zhang Wen and the others couldn’t help exchanging puzzled glances.
Everyone in the crater was baffled. Just moments ago, Wang had seemed determined to take their lives. How had he suddenly changed his mind and spared them?
Zhang Wen and the others could roughly guess this had something to do with the psychic energy that appeared at the last moment from the forest. However, including Linoar, who understood Wang best, none of them could understand who could possibly possess such immense influence to make Wang, in a rage, change his mind.
And the psychic energy from the forest vanished the moment Wang turned to leave. Even with their utmost efforts to sense it, Reimiu and the others couldn’t detect any trace of the psychic user’s presence. It was as if the person had appeared from nowhere, then disappeared just as mysteriously, leaving no trace behind.
“Ahh! Oh well! Whatever the case, at least we survived Wang this time.” Unable to find any trace of the psychic user, Zhang Wen shrugged it off easily. With the pressure from Wang gone, the breath he had been holding tightly to keep himself upright quickly dissipated. Feeling the aches and pains from every part of his body, Zhang Wen simply let himself fall backward, lying flat on the ground in a spread-eagle position.
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