Could Tejiaofei really be here? Dorata’s amber pupils narrowed with a sliver of caution upon seeing Tejiaofei vaulting the wall. He hadn't even detected this fat man’s hiding spot himself. This young man, while engaged in combat, had still managed to locate Tejiaofei’s concealment? His observational skills were simply too sharp!

If this level of perception were translated into actual combat... Dorata nodded slightly. He would probably become a significant fighting force. I cannot afford to underestimate this young man.

“Kid, how did you find me? With so many people, so many auras, and me hiding so secretly, and you were still fighting...” Tejiaofei wobbled his plump body, shaking his head repeatedly as he navigated the gaps between the strewn bodies on the ground.

Qian Jin lightly licked his lips twice. What was so difficult about that? In the West Mountain of the Endless World, there were far more potent attacks, more chaotic auras, and even better at concealment were the Chameleon Beasts, which could mimic the color of their surroundings perfectly, making it almost impossible to distinguish a beast from the environment.

Years of training, and Tejiaofei’s hiding skills were still insufficient to fool him? Qian Jin’s lips curved into a faint, bitter smile. If that were the case, wouldn't he have died instantly every time he entered the West Mountain? It would be even more impossible to locate the Dou Crystal vein that Uncle Enlack had provided.

That was a vein composed entirely of Grade Ten Dou Crystals! Qian Jin sighed repeatedly thinking about the vein he found in the West Mountain. If such a massive high-grade Dou Crystal vein were discovered in the frontier between the Zhence Dynasty and the Demon Race, it could immediately ignite the greatest Human-Demon War in history.

“Notary, this is excellent.” Tejiaofei snatched the Earth-Shattering Slash manual from Qian Jin’s hand and casually flipped it open, scanning a glance. His pupils contracted rapidly, and the hand gripping the Earth-Shattering Slash manual trembled slightly. Based on years of combat experience practicing Dou Techniques, even a casual scan was enough to gauge the tier of the technique.

Saint-Tier Dou Technique! That was correct! Tejiaofei was certain that this Earth-Shattering Slash was genuine, and it was a remarkably high-caliber Saint-Tier Dou Technique! Where did this kid Qian Jin find so many bizarre Dou Techniques?

“Kid, watch out for his impact force,” Tejiaofei quickly whispered into Qian Jin’s ear while verifying the authenticity of Earth-Shattering Slash. “After Divine Form Manifestation, his stamina has increased fivefold! His combat power has increased by at least double, and his defense has increased by a full threefold. Do not trade blows with him on endurance, and absolutely do not adopt a strategy of trading injuries. Also, be wary of him forcing you into such a trade.”

The peak combat power of the Golden Dou Heart doubled again! And not just doubled once. Qian Jin marveled internally. The dwarf who created the Divine Form Manifestation technique was truly a genius among geniuses!

“You must remember, even if he forces you into a trade of injuries, you must not fight him that way,” Tejiaofei pursed his lips. “Forget it, I don't even know how to counter his fighting style. Figure it out yourself. If you find yourself in genuine danger, admit defeat immediately; don't get too badly hurt. This dwarf fights dirty.”

“What are you muttering about?” Dorata glared at Tejiaofei with displeasure. “You useless fat man, hurry up and come verify my Dou Technique as the notary.”

Tejiaofei frowned and stepped forward. Dwarves were a highly xenophobic race. Although King Wusheng accepted anyone, this dwarf really shouldn’t have been accepted; at least, this dwarf had personally crippled two very promising young bandits.

“Take it.” Tejiaofei tossed the Divine Form Manifestation technique toward Tejiaofei. “Hurry up and verify it.”

Tejiaofei lowered his head to look at Divine Form Manifestation, his footsteps almost resembling a leisurely stroll as he returned to Qian Jin’s side, whispering another reminder. “Kid, you also need to pay attention to his hammer, the Storm Hammer. That hammer isn't just for forging and smithing; it’s also a magic tool that can concentrate Dou Qi at high speed, forming a Dou Seal to launch outwards. If you try to defend against it with your body, you’ll easily be knocked senseless. It’s a very peculiar... magic tool...” The reason it stunned people wasn't truly the attack launched by the Dou Technique itself, but rather a very subtle stunning magic hidden within the technique—that was the primary cause of the dizziness.

Stunned? Qian Jin’s pupils focused on the Storm Hammer. A few simple magic patterns seemed woven into a very complex array, but the array itself was quite straightforward. The reason it caused stunning wasn't the actual Dou Technique launch but a minute stunning spell hidden within the technique; this was the crucial reason for the dizziness.

The true method of use was to shatter or pierce the warrior’s protective Dou Qi and Dou Technique with Dou Qi, and then strike the opponent with the stunning magic.

Pierce the Dou Qi or protective Dou Technique, followed by magic attack? Qian Jin smiled. During his practice in the Four Seasons Valley with the Wind-Fire Golden Body, the most practiced aspect was the time taken for rebuilding after being shattered. Coupled with countless impacts from the Volcanic Potion, Qian Jin could guarantee that even a Dou Soul level warrior might not recover as fast as he could.

“I will be careful,” Qian Jin nodded, flipping his wrist and drawing the Zhanmadao from the Dou Realm. Dou Qi surged into the saber, immediately eliciting a piercing metallic shriek. A three-foot-long, gleaming blade light erupted with an aura of biting cold, locking dead onto Dorata.

Engaging a weapon bare-handed? That was a situation where one was at a significant disadvantage. Qian Jin would never neglect his forging abilities. As soon as the Jidu Zhanmadao was drawn, everyone felt the ambient temperature plummeting.

Dorata instinctively shuddered. What... what kind of weapon was this kid holding? A Zhan... Zhanmadao? Wasn't that a specialized weapon used by warriors against heavy cavalry? A weapon entirely unsuited for direct confrontation? With a blade edge that large, just a slight graze could cost an arm, couldn't it?

Someone wielding such a weapon... Dorata felt a touch of apprehension. Those who use such weapons are usually people of immense strength! He heard that Qian Jin had once used Tejiaofei as a weapon to strike people; thus, using this battle saber would clearly pose no issue for him.

Miscalculation! It truly was a miscalculation! Dorata realized he knew far too little about this Qian Jin.

Tejiaofei retreated a few steps, raising his arm high before violently swinging it down and shouting, “Begin!”

As the words fell, Qian Jin moved! His heels tensed, his back bent like a bow! In an instant, the rotation speed of his Dou Qi slammed into its limit. The force from his back and the impact of the Dou Qi rotation were channeled down to his feet, causing his body to bend even lower, like a massive shrimp ready to launch at high speed. The Raging Lotus Dou Technique suddenly bloomed beneath his feet!

With this movement! Layers of dust rose and billowed from beneath Qian Jin’s feet. This rising dust swiftly spread and overlapped to the sides, resembling giant white Raging Lotuses forming beneath his soles.

These lotuses opened only to immediately wither, more like the exquisite Epiphyllum.

Lotuses everywhere! This was the phenomenon after the Raging Lotus Dou Technique had advanced!

Qian Jin’s Dou Qi and strength were perfectly integrated to transform the dust into Raging Lotuses. This was not mere ornamentation; it meant that when Dou Qi and strength achieved perfect harmony, speed would become extreme, and the entire body would become a true unity, enabling this spectacular Raging Lotus scene during high-speed motion.

The surrounding bandits stared, their eyes completely wide at this spectacle. Damn it! This kid had never used his full power before! His speed was this fast?

Tejiaofei’s eye corners twitched repeatedly. This kid’s combat capability had improved again! He wasn't this ferocious last time! It turned out he hadn't used his full strength when fighting me earlier! Now, perhaps he could truly contend with Dorata for the title of the strongest.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Qian Jin exerted his full strength, instantly erasing the distance between the two opponents! He entered the attack range enveloped by the Zhanmadao!

Without hesitation or deliberation, the Zhanmadao executed the Eighth Form of the Seven Forms of Blood Battle combined, slashing toward Dorata’s head.

Dorata’s crown felt the imminent threat of death. His red beard exploded outwards like a bird’s nest, every strand rigid, as if struck by lightning.

In that split second, he understood that dodging this strike would result in terrible consequences! Terrible enough that Qian Jin’s blade would relentlessly pursue him, handing complete initiative over to Qian Jin, leading to an outcome that would likely be incomparably grim.

The only correct response was a direct confrontation! A head-on clash! Dorata understood everything instantly, feeling a surge of regret. He shouldn't have chosen to fight this young man with a weapon; who could have predicted his weapon would be such a massive battle saber?

Furthermore, it appeared to be a formidable Battle Weapon! All the enhanced protective Dou Technique abilities, all the stamina, all the recovery speed—these were mere appetizers before the ferocity of this Zhanmadao! Appetizers so bland they couldn't be blander!

A fight where retreat and evasion were impossible was a fight born of necessity! Although complete initiative wasn't lost, it was still equivalent to losing half of it.

Dorata had no time for regret. Years of ingrained battle instincts instantly elevated his fighting spirit to its zenith. His body twisted, his soles turned inward, and the Storm Hammer swept out in a semi-circle, stirring up an audible, piercing pressure wave explosion, slamming toward the side of the Zhanmadao.

Side-step, pivot, shift, horizontal smash! The speed was dazzling—it was the special Dou Technique of the Dwarf Race, Thunder Strike!

Qian Jin’s lips curled into a cold sneer. He rotated both wrists forcefully, simultaneously pulling back slightly, transforming the Eighth Form of Blood Battle into a drawing slash, precisely striking the Storm Hammer. The moment the metal met, a string of sparks erupted continuously. The Zhanmadao clung to the surface of the war hammer like a magnet, drawing across the hammer like a steel saw, kicking up wave after wave of sparks, the violent impacts echoing like rolling thunder within thick storm clouds.

Clang clang clang clang... Crash!

The piercing sonic boom caused the surrounding bandits to forget their physical pain and raise their hands to cover their ears, trying to prevent their eardrums from rupturing.

“Such a fast reaction? Such immense power? Such fierce Dou Qi impact? Perhaps one hundred fifty thousand... No! Two million rotations!”