Chapter Six Hundred and Eighty-Five: Qian Jin V. Qian Zhanxuan! One Minute of Super Intense Battle! A Chapter of Eleven Thousand Characters!

Qian Jin’s performance was too eye-catching. Facing the bloodline warriors of the Elf King family—the former strongest of the younger generation—he just sat there, without even standing up or shifting his body, and managed to heavily wound his opponent.

The strongest combatants in the opening match of the Newcomer King Tournament were usually only at the Void Saint realm. The sudden appearance of a True Saint was extremely rare, yet Qian Wushuang had erupted with True Saint strength under the pressure of life and death, only to be instantly defeated.

True Saint? A True Saint had never appeared in the opening match of the Newcomer King Tournament; such power only showed up frequently during the closing ceremonies.

But was that kind of True Saint truly more powerful than Qian Jin?

Even an ordinary person could understand the difference between one, two, and three.

There was a massive gap in quantity between a True Saint with one fighting soul and a True Saint with three.

Qian Jin had not achieved Sainthood back then; having one body with three souls made him the foremost figure beneath the Sainthood level. He could not only sweep aside all opponents in the same realm but had also personally slain an established Saint—something unprecedented in the history of fighters among the Human, Demon, and Barbarian races, be they Martial Artists or Warriors.

For a person like this, although he had just entered the True Saint realm, possessing three True Saint-level fighting souls—one body, three Saints—did he really have absolutely no chance of winning against the veteran True Saint-level powerhouse, Qian Zhanxuan?

A chance? No chance?

Among the two hundred thousand onlookers, almost no one dared to give a definitive answer.

Qian Zhanxuan’s fame had shaken the Human, Demon, and Barbarian races for many years; theoretically, defeat was impossible.

But his opponent was Qian Jin! Qian Jin! A young warrior who had repeatedly created miracles!

One who dared to drag his metal throne—just a chair—and place it casually on the dueling stage, shouting to all the warriors participating in the Newcomer King Tournament: "I will sit on this throne, waiting for you to challenge me."

In just one bout, Qian Jin’s momentum had soared immeasurably. Facing the aura Qian Zhanxuan was unfolding and releasing, he showed no sign of being inferior.

In this generation, which young warrior would not feel intimidated facing Qian Zhanxuan? Even if they weren't afraid, who could withstand that overbearing aura?

The overbearing aura met the sharp, unyielding aura. The two auras rapidly collided, creating sounds like the impact of physical objects. The surrounding air let out a series of popping noises, and those standing close to the stage immediately felt the immense airflow rush towards them.

"Do you think Qian Zhanxuan will copy Qian Jin? Will he also bring a chair to sit on? And tell Qian Jin, 'If you can make me leave my seat, you win'?"

Duan Fengbuer nudged the dull-witted Zhen Ce beside him with his elbow, but intentionally raised his voice slightly so that it was clearly picked up by the mages' amplification magic, making it perfectly audible to all two hundred thousand spectators.

The same impulse surged through nearly all two hundred thousand spectators simultaneously: they wanted to see the old family head return the humiliation that Qian Jin had inflicted upon the descendants of the Qian family, giving it back to Qian Jin in kind.

Qian Zhanxuan glanced sideways at Duan Fengbuer, emitting a heavy snort through his nostrils.

Bring a chair? Although Qian Jin was young, he was a True Saint-level expert, and in the state of one body, three Saints. Saying such a thing to Qian Jin wouldn't be humiliation; it would likely lead to Qian Jin humiliating him severely.

The Qian Jin of today was no longer the Qian Jin who could be killed with a single finger in the Outer Regions. At the very least, the gap in cultivation level had completely vanished between them; only differences in experience and understanding of the True Saint realm remained.

Even the most powerful Great Demon King of the contemporary era would not dare say anything to the current Qian Jin: "I will sit on the chair to fight you. If you can make me stand up or shatter the chair, you win."

Qian Jin had, in one fell swoop, ascended to the true frontline peak of contemporary power.

"Snake Emperor, how long do you think it will take Qian Zhanxuan to defeat Qian Jin this time?" Bao Long Zhen Ce looked curiously at Pan Hongji, "Ten seconds? Twenty seconds? Or thirty?"

"This..." Pan Hongji frowned deeply, staring at the stage, "Your Majesty, this is the first battle where I cannot predict the direction of the conflict. Perhaps Qian Zhanxuan can defeat Qian Jin instantly, or perhaps the two of them can truly fight for that perfect minute."

"They can fight for the full minute?" Bao Long Zhen Ce looked at Pan Hongji with emotion, "You mean, the two of them might fight for the entire stipulated minute of the spar?"

Pan Hongji sighed. Neither Qian Jin nor Qian Zhanxuan were ordinary people; they were both men who had created numerous miracles. What would happen when two miracle-makers clashed?

The clash between the old and new generations of powerhouses in the opening match of the Newcomer King Tournament had a time limit—one minute. While seemingly brief, a well-fought minute could yield many lessons.

In past Newcomer King Tournaments, when old and new powerhouses clashed, the older expert always guided and mentored the newer warrior for the full minute.

Now, in this reward battle for the opening match, everyone knew Qian Zhanxuan would not politely fight Qian Jin for the full minute; he would certainly end the fight as quickly as possible. If he could take down Qian Jin within one second, it would bring immense honor to the Qian family.

The heads of the various great families watched the two on stage with wide eyes, making various analyses and conjectures, occasionally exchanging opinions, calculating exactly how many hits Qian Jin could withstand from Qian Zhanxuan! In how long would he be defeated? And how long would it take them to defeat Qian Jin if they stepped up?

The more they discussed, the more the heads of the great families realized that this matter truly needed to be settled on the stage to know how long it would take to defeat Qian Jin.

"Do the two sides have any final verbal exchanges to make?" Bao Long Zhen Ce slowly rose and inquired. Only the current Emperor was qualified to serve as the referee for such a match.

Qian Zhanxuan gently shook his head and remained silent, his face still holding the dominance of the Elf King bloodline patriarch. The battle hadn't truly begun, yet that oppressive aura was already sweeping across the entire fighting arena.

Qian Jin quietly lifted his head piece by piece, fixing his gaze on the audience seating in the arena. His sight slowly swept across the spectators.

Finally... Qian Jin’s gaze locked directly onto one spot in the stands!

Jun Wudao and Qian Niancheng sat on either side of him. Sitting between them was a man with completely white hair, his face etched with wrinkles like tree bark from the hardships of life.

Qian Cheng!

Father!

Qian Jin stared at the audience. This battle today was not just for himself; it was for his father! The pressure of life had consumed most of his father's vitality. All the son could do was strive to fulfill his father’s wishes and allow him to enjoy a happy and peaceful old age.

"Dad! Watch this! I’m fighting for you!" Qian Jin suddenly roared, "I want you to feel pride because of me!"

Qian Cheng’s withered old eyes filled with moisture again, and he nodded his head repeatedly, accepting the curious and astonished gazes cast upon him by those around him.

Qian Jin's origins were no secret in the Zhen Ce Dynasty. Many people wished to see Qian Jin’s father. At this moment, countless people stared at Qian Cheng in surprise.

"Is that Qian Jin's father?"

"So ordinary?"

"Ordinary? Why do I feel a very powerful aura emanating from him?"

"I feel it too..."

"His extraordinariness comes from his spirit."

"I feel he looks truly imposing! Even standing before Qian Zhanxuan, he doesn't seem lesser."

"An ordinary person? Is he truly an ordinary person?"

"That's right! He is just an ordinary person! A father’s love is as heavy as the stars; he has sacrificed everything for Qian Jin. Such an aura is not excessive."

"Fight..." Qian Cheng said faintly, "Son, Dad always says the same thing: as long as you dare to fight, I dare to watch!"

His soft voice, assisted by the amplification magic specially employed by the mages, clearly reached every spectator. People realized even more that this seemingly ordinary old man possessed a spirit capable of shattering stars.

"Then..." Bao Long Zhen Ce drew out his words, "Begin!"

The word "Begin" was still lingering in the air... The three latent Saint-level fighting souls within Qian Jin burst forth from his body. Qian Zhanxuan’s two thick saber-like eyebrows twitched violently, and his pupils instantly contracted to pinpricks. This was...

Qian Jin, suddenly exerting force, emanated a powerful, fierce, and sharp aura completely different from before.

Powerful! Indeed! A completely different aura from when he fought Qian Wushuang!

A True Saint, still a True Saint! But the aura was entirely different—boundless... endless! Qian Zhanxuan felt as if he were standing alone in the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea, facing the infinite starry sky. The figure before him seemed not to be Qian Jin, but the infinite stars themselves.

A bizarre sensation flooded every cell and every trace of battle qi in Qian Zhanxuan’s body! Qian Jin’s eyes held no fanaticism; they were filled with tranquility, like the depths of the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea, or perhaps stars inlaid within his pupils. The more he sensed it, the more he realized how astonishing Qian Jin’s growth had been.

My stars above!

The teacup in Pan Hongji’s hand trembled slightly, startling him so much that the tea sloshed out of the cup. The pupils of his Myriad Comprehension Eye, originally six small black dots, spun rapidly, constantly reconfirming Qian Jin on the stage. It turned out that during the fight with Qian Wushuang, he hadn't used his full strength at all!

In this state of aura, why bother with one palm? A single finger would suffice to utterly defeat Qian Wushuang!

The face of the Bear Bloodline family head twitched repeatedly. This kid... If this kid called me out, could I really beat him? Or would it be a draw? Or...

The Bear Bloodline family head dared not continue thinking, afraid that the notion of being unable to defeat Qian Jin might arise. He was a true veteran bloodline warrior, yet facing Qian Jin’s current aura, he truly had little confidence.

Realm!

They were both True Saint strength, yet the state of their realms was completely different!

His father's attention stirred the boiling blood within Qian Jin. The fighting soul shaped like Uncle Fabredis behind him instantly ignited Qian Jin’s rage and soul.

Rage, honor, and fighting intent mixed together, and Qian Jin instantly entered an unprecedented state.

"Is this all your strength?" Qian Zhanxuan stared at Qian Jin, his pupils contracted to needles, "Or are you planning to use me as a whetstone for your advancement?"

Qian Jin looked up at the towering Fabredis fighting soul beside him, "Uncle! We fight side-by-side today!"

A tear slid from the corner of Gu Yue Jiaying’s eye. At almost the same moment, Qian Jin’s waist stiffened slightly forward, and the battle qi in all his acupoints rotated to the limit. Roars like tornados erupted from within his body!

As the tear fell, the stage beneath Qian Jin shuddered violently, causing the entire massive arena to tremble. Everyone felt as if they were sitting in a carriage whose wheel had just hit a high stone, threatening to throw them into the air.

In the past, True Saint experts had indeed fought on the stage, but that usually happened in the later stages, with numerous mages reinforcing the defenses.

This was the opening match; who would have thought the opening match would be this violent? The one thousand mages responsible for guarding the arena all shuddered simultaneously and spat out mouthfuls of scarlet blood. The defensive barrier was shattered by Qian Jin’s single stomp.

"If this continues, it will affect people!" Dull Zhen Ce flashed into the midst of the mages, instantly activating his Soul Domain to envelop everyone, saying, "I will adjust your spiritual fluctuations! Bring you to the most coordinated and harmonious state! Everyone use my spiritual power as the center and begin operating!"

Dull Zhen Ce’s spiritual power had reached a terrifying degree. Without any magic power, a seven-colored pillar of light shot out from his body—a special manifestation of true spiritual power concretization.

Pan Hongji’s eyelids twitched repeatedly. He had only ever seen such a situation documented in literature. He never expected the Sixth Prince to actually reach this level? Such spiritual power used to command magic power could amplify magic power infinitely! Dozens, hundreds of times was possible!

Li Chengliang, sitting next to Bao Long Zhen Ce, stared blankly at Dull Zhen Ce. This... this thing only spoken of by bards and recorded in documents, was actually real?

In an instant, the arena's defenses returned to normal.

Qian Jin’s body completely vanished from the sight of the two hundred thousand people. When a True Saint-level expert moved, even a Solid Saint-level expert could barely keep up visually.

Myriad Shadows!

Pan Hongji’s six pupils spun rapidly, tightly locking onto Qian Jin’s speed, which threatened to tear space itself. He appeared before Qian Zhanxuan with a speed equal to teleportation.

In that instant, the battle qi swirling inside Qian Jin intensely affected the surrounding air. Huge columns of cyclone winds truly appeared in the sky—this was the terrifying might driven by the rotation of the battle qi vortex.

The three latent Saint-level fighting souls all returned to Qian Jin’s body at the same time.

Divine Possession! A special skill created by Qian Jin himself, combining two special skills. The violent expansion and rotation of his battle qi could easily cause a Solid Saint-level expert’s body to be twisted apart by this very technique!

A True Saint body! Qian Jin's body still felt the excruciating pain after the three fighting souls entered him. Currents of electricity as thick as arms instantly coiled around his entire body, which took on a metallic sheen, like the Great True Gold Battle Qi, resembling a metal warrior.

Qian Jin clenched his five fingers into a hollow fist, as if gripping a blacksmith’s hammer. He pressed down this hammer, locking onto Qian Zhanxuan. The Qian family head seemed like a piece of metal unable to retaliate, only able to take hits, unable to dodge this ferocious hammer no matter how he leaped.

The moment Qian Jin struck, he combined his strongest combat techniques. The Fifth Strike of the Eighteen Peak Hammers, unified as one, descended directly, cleanly, and simply!

One hundred and eight acupoints propagated electrical light energy. All of Qian Jin’s acupoints seemed like erupting volcanoes; every acupoint burst forth with astonishing might. His stride, coming forward, resembled a Dharma Protector God under the command of the God of Stars!

The unified Fifth Strike of the Eighteen Peak Hammers shattered the air, the tip faintly swirling with a visible imprint—the Star Life and Death Seal!

Back in the Outer Regions, Qian Zhanxuan had shattered half of Qian Jin’s shield with a single finger, heavily wounding him. He achieved this by compressing the Primordial Chaos Seal and placing it on his fingertip to strike—a seemingly casual point that contained a massive killing move.

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

Qian Jin stomping on the stage, the sound of his body moving rapidly through the air, truly began to resonate at this moment! The unified Fifth Strike of the Eighteen Peak Hammers mixed with the full burst of the Star Life and Death Seal. Qian Zhanxuan’s face was finally covered with caution. The previous domineering, contemptuous attitude that looked down on everything vanished.

Under the crushing gale, Qian Zhanxuan’s two saber-like eyebrows twitched incessantly. This hammer gathered stars and held the earth; it was absolutely not the state of a newly ascended True Saint. It was no longer merely merging with nature; the stars were in his palm! His body was the incarnation of the stars!

If previously Qian Zhanxuan was the tyrannical first, and he was second, then the might of Qian Jin’s punch, which turned him into the incarnation of the stars, forcefully elevated his momentum above Qian Zhanxuan's head.

Never mind second or third! I, Qian Jin, am the star! I am the boss!

Qian Zhanxuan’s expression instantly shifted three times, becoming several times more solemn. His two saber-like eyebrows knitted together, resembling a great spear twisted into a pretzel.

Qian Zhanxuan had experienced countless life-and-death battles and seen countless geniuses and formidable opponents, but he had never encountered a freak like Qian Jin. This seemingly slightly clumsy hammer-striking motion possessed a terrifying, unimaginable power!

The perfect fusion of martial skill, battle qi, spirit, and emotion! Even veteran True Saint-level experts would find it extremely difficult to achieve, yet he had completely mastered it the moment the fight began!

Qian Zhanxuan had no time to marvel at the perfect fusion. The Elf King bloodline activated instantly. He knew that if he didn't face this with his full spirit, he might truly be defeated today, cementing Qian Jin’s supreme glory and momentum!

No retreat, and definitely no evasion! Otherwise, this hammer might start attacking wildly, making it even harder to control!

Qian Zhanxuan, seasoned by countless battles, made the correct judgment immediately. The Myriad Law Divine Eye standing vertically on his forehead instantly opened, and thousands of different, unfamiliar, and dissimilar magical arts rapidly gathered in the pupil of the Divine Eye. These were forcefully merged by the Myriad Law Divine Eye, forming a unique, brand-new magical art!

"Thousand Arts Return to One! Exterminate Demons and Slaughter Barbarians!"

The muscles on Qian Zhanxuan’s shoulders bulged high. His True Saint-level strength rapidly increased, and the surrounding gravity field also underwent a huge change at this moment. The ground beneath his feet cracked continuously with loud thuds.

In just an instant, the sound of clashing metal and roaring horses from a battlefield erupted from within Qian Zhanxuan’s battle qi. His left leg, instead of retreating, took half a step forward. A roar erupted, seemingly intending to shatter all surrounding stances and auras!

Stomp the ground, bend the knee, loosen the hip, straighten the waist! Qian Zhanxuan clenched his five fingers inward towards his palm, condensing his battle qi into the Primordial Chaos Seal. His arm followed the push-off from his right leg and the straightening of his waist, channeling all the power into his fist. He punched a perfectly straight line in the air, resembling a waterfall flowing backward, a river of stars rushing in reverse, surging toward Qian Jin’s fist.

Boom!

The roar surpassed that of forbidden spells on the Life and Death Battlefield. The collision of fists directly caused the stage to split completely in half, immediately turning into several large pieces of rubble. The dust on the ground surrounding the stage was compressed and shot skyward. The sound of shattering resembled countless people breaking their bones simultaneously.

Qian Jin’s Fifth Strike of the Eighteen Peak Hammers, capable of deforming top-tier battle weapon defenses, was forcibly met by Qian Zhanxuan’s uniquely created Overbearing Fist.

In the clash of fists, neither truly drove the other back. Both forced their arms forward, and various martial skills shot out, condensed from battle qi, as if they were free of charge. The sound of rapid, torrential war drums exploded repeatedly where their fists met.

Skill Onslaught! Pan Hongji clenched both fists, his body tense and upright, watching Qian Jin on the stage. This was a straightforward combat method without any unnecessary flourishes. While battle seals could release individual martial arts, they always had a speed limit. Warriors with greater control differed in the speed of release. This was a contest of control.

Usually, this method put younger generation fighters at a disadvantage, as older warriors, having reached their peak strength, had more time to settle and refine these killing techniques.

At the point where Qian Jin was still improving his strength, many people felt he shouldn't have practiced this aspect enough.

Mie Fangyuan stared at the battlefield with a grim expression. This high-level combat technique of a martial skill clash, while seemingly calm and simple, was no less perilous than a scene of two people hacking at each other with knives. One moment of loss of control could mean death...

The martial skill clash erupted hundreds of times in an instant. The earth beneath the stage seemed like a pot of boiling water, dust constantly shaking and rising, and the ground trembling repeatedly. The powerhouses present who could clearly see the fight stared intently at the two on stage.

Pan Hongji’s expression was especially grave. Although Qian Zhanxuan appeared domineering and crude, he could be incomparably meticulous in combat. Even if he stepped down to engage in a martial skill clash with this man, the outcome would only be a fifty-fifty split.

In a near life-or-death struggle, Qian Zhanxuan paid no mind to maintaining any sense of decorum; battle qi erupted, causing his beard, eyebrows, and hair to whip violently. Concentrated shields of battle qi coalesced on the outer layer of his body into fist-sized, plate-like sigils, connecting with each other and spinning rapidly around him.

Qian Wuxingchen bit his lip, watching this shocking display—the Qian Kun Wuji Body Protection Grand Technique! After decades, the Qian Family Head had developed this supreme body defense skill directly from the Qian Kun Wuji Seal!

This was one of Qian Zhanxuan’s ultimate trump cards, a special body protection technique reserved only for facing the Demon King or a few other current supreme experts.

The gathered experts craned their necks; the head of the Blazing Bear bloodline looked on with eyes nearly popping out. When he had fought Qian Zhanxuan a few days ago and been defeated by this tyrannical head, Qian Zhanxuan had not deployed this defense technique!

What did this mean? What on earth did this imply? The Blazing Bear bloodline head felt as if heaven and earth were spinning. Was I truly inferior to a mere ordinary warrior? Impossible! If he had called me to the arena just now, would I have ended up defeated?

Qian Jin forcibly took a punch from Qian Zhanxuan, his heart hammering wildly. No one had ever managed to genuinely block five combined strikes of the Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers head-on. Was this the domineering Qian Zhanxuan? That last punch was utterly peerless, as if even if the stars themselves descended, he could shatter them with a single blow!

After hundreds of exchanges of skill clashes, Qian Zhanxuan suddenly flipped the hand resting at his waist! A massive battle qi imprint instantly enveloped the space above the two combatants. The surrounding earth, affected by the altered gravity, began to subtly undulate and rise toward the sky.

The Qian Kun Wuji Seal! Changing the gravity of heaven and earth! Qian Zhanxuan suddenly spread his five fingers and flipped them. The solid ground beneath Qian Jin instantly ceased to be stable, feeling as light as if he were treading on cotton.

Gravity could not only increase but also decrease! The gravity control of the Qian Kun Wuji Seal was superb. Qian Zhanxuan’s Soul Domain was itself a Gravity Soul Domain, complementing the Qian Kun Wuji Seal perfectly.

When one fights in a familiar gravitational field, any sudden change often causes issues, especially a sudden reduction in gravity. Qian Zhanxuan had used this tactic to slay countless formidable foes.

Feeling the sudden lightness under his feet, Qian Jin reacted instantly, kicking out his knees, transforming his legs into sharp blades that shot out like twin battle knives, aiming to shear toward Qian Zhanxuan’s waist and abdomen.

The Iron Arm Mantis bloodline skill deployed on the legs! Qian Jin’s counter-kick was direct and decisive, slicing through the air with a sharp hiss. If one closed their eyes, hearing the sound, they would truly believe battle blades were cleaving down from above.

To divide one's focus during a skill confrontation?

The Viper bloodline head, standing beside the Blazing Bear bloodline head, turned ashen-faced. Against an opponent like Qian Zhanxuan, one could afford to split their attention in two ways simultaneously?

Despite the formidable protection of his body defense skill, Qian Zhanxuan still dared not test meeting that kick head-on. From the mere instant the kick was launched, the aura, as real as a war weapon, had locked onto his body.

The spur-of-the-moment kick was timed with exquisite precision! Qian Zhanxuan felt an icy sensation shoot up his spine to the back of his head, as if he had plunged into the ice hole of a winter lake.

Qian Zhanxuan had never expected Qian Jin to carry the spirit of absolute forward momentum so thoroughly. This strike lacked the majesty of the stars but possessed a far more visceral, blood-soaked viciousness. The kick felt as if it were delivered by someone wading through seas of corpses and blood; the battle qi itself carried a bloody stench.

How could this be? How many people had he killed? Qian Zhanxuan was inwardly shocked, realizing he knew absolutely nothing about Qian Jin. From the start until now, he hadn't managed to seize even the slightest initiative or advantage; if anything, this youth had maintained the aggressive lead.

In an instant of speed, Qian Zhanxuan's Qian Kun Wuji Seal caused the entire field to rapidly reverse. Instead of lessening the field, allowing Qian Jin to advance quickly, he suddenly increased the gravity sharply!

Ten times... thirty times... fifty times... a hundred times...

Qian Zhanxuan unleashed his Gravity Soul Domain, forcefully increasing the pressure to halt Qian Jin’s breakthrough. His feet rotated as his body shifted laterally. His five fingers spread like eagle claws and tiger hands, slamming down toward Qian Jin's ankle. The force of his fingers pierced metal and cracked stone, emitting a shrill, grating sound, like the simultaneous cry of a thousand birds and beasts.

Suddenly, Qian Zhanxuan’s domineering claws reached for Qian Jin’s ankle, resembling massive iron pincers from a torture device capable of crushing leg bones or even breaking a war weapon through sheer grip.

Qian Jin had never intended to evade or retreat since he launched his attack. Feeling the threat of being grabbed at his ankle, a fierce, savage glint flashed in his eyes. The first Battle Seal of the Celestial God Infusion technique, spinning rapidly within his body, shattered!

Boom!

Qian Jin's three Battle Souls burst forth from his body, like demons unsealed after a thousand years, finally returned to the mortal realm. They were like wild horses breaking free from their reins, their power surging uncontrollably.

Increase, increase, increase, and increase again!

Every battle skill possessed a different function; Celestial God Infusion was akin to a skill, a unique technique for forcibly elevating a warrior’s strength.

In the blink of an eye, Qian Jin, whose strength had already reached its peak, exploded with even more ferocious battle qi power from within his body.

Almost simultaneously, Qian Jin’s ankle emitted a metallic clang, as if it had truly turned to metal. A net of thick, electrical currents completely enveloped his legs and feet, instantly doubling the speed of his thrusting kick.

What is this? Qian Zhanxuan’s eyebrows twitched rapidly. This was no longer sparring; this was fighting for his life!

Qian Jin’s burst was so sudden that Qian Zhanxuan couldn't even manage to reverse the field again. At the crucial moment, he opted for a high-speed retreat, tearing open a rift in space with azure electric light.

As Qian Zhanxuan retreated, Qian Jin’s foot landed, and the Myriad Shadows technique activated instantly. His body clung tightly to Qian Zhanxuan, becoming his shadow.

Burning Soul Domain! Activate! Violent Soul Domain! Activate!

The Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers, five strikes combined, descended once more! Its might was more than ten times greater than before! Qian Zhanxuan raised his fist to meet it. The arena platform beneath their feet instantly pulverized into dust; it simply could not withstand such a brutal impact. The earth instantaneously collapsed into a giant pit tens of meters deep, sending countless shards of rock and dust flying into the air.

Qian Zhanxuan forcibly pressed downward with his right arm. His entire skeletal structure cracked and popped loudly, like millions of beans shattering simultaneously. The magic nurtured within the Myriad Laws Divine Eye on his forehead finally reached its completion.

"Myriad Laws Divine Eye! Observe all magic! Thousand Laws Merged! Exterminate Demons and Slaughter Savages!"

The space before Qian Zhanxuan twisted strangely, as if some colossal, primeval beast were about to descend upon the battlefield. The tyrannical magical energy became fully materialized, coating his arm and transforming into a dragon's horn that rammed toward Qian Jin's body.

A thousand magics, ten thousand fused! The surrounding stones could not withstand the bizarre field and instantly shattered into powder, vanishing as if they had never existed.

With this change, Qian Zhanxuan's power instantly increased by more than tenfold. Both his arms seemed infused with an incomparable power in the world. As he surged forward, the roar of thousands upon thousands of beasts erupted, forming an unprecedented tidal wave of ferocity, an aura potent enough to crush everything in its path.

Qian Zhanxuan unleashed the Tyrannical Sweep Against Demons, a technique he had originally intended for the Demon King. Hundreds of massive battle qi fists immediately materialized in the sky; these were all skills created by the Thousand Laws Merged, possessing devastating destructive power. A single strike could easily injure a True Saint, and even a Sovereign Saint could not endure several hits without reacting, let alone dozens, even hundreds of blows.

If one punch doesn't kill you? Then ten punches! A hundred punches!

Qian Zhanxuan simulated combat scenarios against the Demon King every moment, constantly developing various combat techniques. This Exterminate Demon Hundred Fists technique, not used against the Demon King, was first unleashed upon Qian Jin! If he could shatter the Battle Seal, it could even generate a thousand or ten thousand fists.

Even without shattering the Battle Seal, the sheer kinetic force punched out by Qian Zhanxuan himself was enough to completely pulverize a minor dimension. For anyone using a body defense skill, the effect was magnified—this was a Tyrannical Fist technique he uniquely created to counter all forms of body defense, possessing extremely high penetration.

This technique, meant for the Demon King, was brought out early against Qian Jin! Qian Wuxingchen’s eye twitched repeatedly. To quickly regain the disadvantage, the Family Head had even resorted to this!

Thousand Laws Merged, Exterminate Demon Hundred Fists! The wave-like roar of the incoming fists instantly engulfed Qian Jin like a tidal wave.

"Good!"

Qian Wuxingchen couldn't help but roar. Even if he possessed the same strength as the Family Head, facing this attack, he could only choose to evade first and then seek an opportunity to counterattack. But once a master like the Family Head gained the upper hand, the momentum of the Tyrannical Fist would be fully realized, allowing no chance for the opponent once he got rolling.

To evade was to lose; to not evade might mean death! Qian Wuxingchen once again grasped the profound combat experience and battlefield control abilities of the older generation of experts.

"Head of the Elf Family! Head of the Medusa Family! What are you waiting for? Quickly secure Mu Nuzhen C??" Pan Hongji frantically shouted, ignoring the main battle, "Do you want these people to be buried with you?!"

The two family heads were momentarily stunned. Their Heavenly Apex Awakening Bloodline War Bodies activated fully, and they lunged toward Mu Nuzhen Ce, unleashing all their magical power to envelop the mages.

At this moment, everyone knew that the battle between Qian Jin and Qian Zhanxuan was causing far greater destruction than anticipated. Even though Mu Nuzhen Ce was powerful alone, he could not sustain the magical formation to protect everyone. If these two truly unleashed destruction, perhaps fewer than a few thousand of the twenty thousand people present would survive today.

This was the might of true Sovereign Experts—the supreme power to slay ten thousand with a gesture and wipe out an entire army by stomping their feet!

The other family heads locked their gazes entirely onto Qian Jin, the youth who had created miracle after miracle to reach this point. Could he create another new miracle now?

Qian Jin felt the pressure closing in from all directions. A long-held breath surged from his chest and erupted through his throat in a cry that was both like a crane and a dragon, a sound piercing through the stars and the heavens. The surrounding airflow convulsed. The second Seal of the Celestial God Infusion shattered!

With two consecutive Battle Seals broken, the rotation speed of the battle qi surging through Qian Jin’s body instantly surpassed the limit his Sovereign Saint body could withstand. Since the Battle Seals of the Celestial God Infusion were based on rapid rotation, the successive shattering of these seals meant that every Dantian acupoint in his body could no longer endure.

Crimson blood rapidly splattered outward from beneath his skin. The ejected blood spun at high speed, striking airborne stones and shattering them further. The ferocious rotational energy contained within was beyond what ordinary people could fathom; they only knew that if a bead of this blood struck an ordinary person's head, their skull would certainly be cracked open.

"Life-Death Star Seal! Give me Life! Restore my body!"

Qian Jin’s eyes glowed with near-blood-spilling crimson light. With a furious roar, the Life character mantra of his Life-Death Star Seal rapidly transformed every part of his body. His nearly collapsing form rapidly repaired itself, then immediately began to crumble again, only to be repaired once more.

"You have a hundred fists! I have a thousand troops!"

Qian Jin stamped his feet repeatedly, splitting off dozens of copies of himself, all charging toward the incoming fists. His true body moved to stand before Qian Zhanxuan, unleashing the five-strike combination of the Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers!

What is this? The powerful warriors were all shocked, leaping up from their seats. How could so many Qian Jins appear? And every single one of them, though not the true body, displayed power not inferior to the original! The question was: which one was the true Qian Jin now?

Almost all the warriors were stunned, calculating what effective countermeasures they might have against this sudden renewed explosion from Qian Jin.

Pan Hongji’s six pupils spun at high speed; to outsiders, they looked like a single circular black line seamlessly connected in his vision.

What a terrifying battle skill! Pan Hongji stared without the slightest relaxation.

The same five-hammer combination! A different burst of power!

Qian Jin threw another punch. Fragments of rock, wrapped in swirling battle qi, surrounded his entire arm, as if he had grasped the Milky Way of stars in his hand. He met Qian Zhanxuan’s dual fists enveloped by the Thousand Laws Merged.

Fist met fist, and all the platforms in the entire fighting arena instantly shattered. Countless pieces of rock flew into the air, battle qi splashing like true swords shattering stone slabs.

The entire arena shook violently at this moment; everyone felt as if they were violently riding a wild horse, the extreme jolting threatening to throw them off.

Mu Nuzhen Ce’s face turned purple, and thin streams of blood constantly trickled from the corners of his lips. Just resisting the residual shockwaves created by these two was this taxing; if he had to face them directly? Wouldn't he be instantly obliterated?

Bao Long C? looked at Mu Nuzhen Ce and sighed repeatedly. If the Elf family head, the Medusa family head, and everyone else had not joined forces to forcibly contain the destructive power of these ripples, perhaps nearly twenty thousand people would have died?

As the massive collision roared out, the sound, a hundred times more shocking than a clear-sky thunderclap, instantly knocked out several thousand people, causing many others to bleed from the corners of their mouths, and many eardrums were ruptured.

No one expected that merely the opening performance of the martial arts exhibition would cause such widespread destruction.

Fist against fist, Qian Zhanxuan’s rooted feet, for the first time, were no longer rooted. His body rapidly retreated backward. Violent Soul Domain! Two Battle Seals shattered! Qian Jin’s combat style this time was purely suicidal!

If Qian Zhanxuan had also shattered his Battle Seals, he might not have been forced back. But his status dictated otherwise. If he, too, shattered his Seals...

In that split second of hesitation, Qian Zhanxuan paid a heavy price for sticking to his perceived identity. The Exterminate Demon Hundred Fists were utterly crushed by the Thousand Troops; his own Thousand Laws Merged was forcibly shattered by the impact, and his knuckles registered undeniable pain.

I hurt? He must hurt even more! Qian Zhanxuan retreated rapidly but did not forget to analyze the situation. Although Qian Jin’s body was robust, shattering two terrifying Battle Seals consecutively, coupled with the unrestrained use of the Violent Soul Domain, meant his body had far exceeded its limits. It could collapse completely at any moment.

This was not a battle tactic of wounding the enemy by three hundred to injure oneself by five hundred; this was a losing tactic of wounding the enemy by three hundred to injure oneself by nine hundred!

Qian Zhanxuan even suspected that Qian Jin, hidden in the dust and smoke, was now completely ruined...

The moment the thought of ruin entered Qian Zhanxuan’s mind, Myriad Shadows propelled Qian Jin directly in front of him. Simultaneously, the sound of ten thousand battle blades rang out in the air. An unusual piece of music resonated—the music generated by vibrating battle qi, Fabredis’ unique skill, the Requiem!

And the ringing of those ten thousand battle blades... that was... Severing Gold Continuous Slash!

In the next moment, dozens, then hundreds of visible blade energies appeared in the sky. Simultaneously, hundreds of arms seemed to sprout from Qian Jin’s shoulders, hacking out from various positions and angles, weaving a bizarre net of blades that completely enveloped Qian Zhanxuan.

The blade rain of the Severing Gold Continuous Slash... descended from the heavens!

Qian Zhanxuan’s eyes shone sharply. This was the Severing Gold Continuous Slash! The signature skill of the Iron Arm Mantis bloodline, reappearing in his hands!

No army retreats, Iron Arm Mantis! Unbeatable hand blades, Severing Gold Continuous Slash!

Qian Zhanxuan dared not be careless. In haste, he spread both arms outward, and a massive Qian Kun Wuji Seal surged from within him, altering the surrounding field, attempting to block the Severing Gold Continuous Slash that resembled chaotic rain.

Bang! Bang-bang! Bang-bang-bang!

Qian Jin’s arms effortlessly sliced through the hastily formed field. His arms collided with Qian Zhanxuan’s, paused for a fraction of a second, and then hacked down again from different angles.

Slash, slash, slash!

Chop, chop, chop!

Qian Jin had opened up completely. The Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers’ five-strike combination had immense power, but each blow tended to send the opponent flying, giving them time to recover when he chased after them. The Severing Gold Continuous Slash was better!

The Severing Gold Continuous Slash was less overtly violent than the Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers, but it offered endless combinations! It gave the opponent no chance to breathe, striking down, blow after blow, without stopping.

Frenzied assault! Every time Qian Zhanxuan took a hit from the Severing Gold Continuous Slash, an additional degree of pain registered in his arms. The Qian Kun Wuji Seal seemed on the verge of shattering at any moment, threatening to allow the onslaught to penetrate his body.

Hold on a little longer! Qian Zhanxuan continuously urged his internal battle qi to erupt, knowing that Qian Jin’s fighting style was extremely taxing on the body and could not be sustained for long!

Such bursts of battle qi could only last for a short duration; he simply did not have the massive reservoir of battle qi needed to fuel these skills in such continuous explosive bursts.

Being suppressed! In less than ten seconds from the start, the once overwhelmingly domineering Qian Zhanxuan, who always sought the upper hand, was being utterly suppressed by a youth for ten full seconds, with no sign of regaining the advantage.

It wasn't that he didn't want to; it was that he couldn't!

Everyone could see that facing Qian Jin’s stubborn and berserk fighting style, Qian Zhanxuan had no means of snatching back the initiative.

Oh! Perhaps there was one way! That would be to also shatter his Battle Seals and fight Qian Jin on equal terms...

But, who was Qian Zhanxuan? One of the strongest warriors at the current peak!

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