Soon, they arrived at KB Kings Circle.Xayne and Hammond got out of the car at the foot of the mountain.They looked up at the towering and majestic Mount KB.The peak was covered in a blanket of white, snow-capped all year round.Hammond was standing beside Xayne. He said seriously, "Kid, once we're up there, no matter what happens, don't clash with anyone from KB Kings Circle. This is the top kickboxing group in the entire country! Each one of them is a supreme master! Understood?"Xayne stood with his hands behind his back, nodding calmly. "I know my limits."Right after that, they began their ascent up the stairs.After more than two hours, they reached the summit. They were standing at the grand entrance of KB Kings Circle's main gate.At the gate, KB Kings Circle disciples were on guard. Seeing Hammond's invitation, they pushed open the heavy, ancient stone doors and led the two inside.As the stone doors opened, they were greeted by a vast courtyard.On either side of
"Hmph! What's so great about the King of the North? It's all just an empty title!"Instantly, the atmosphere became tense. Most of KB Kings Circle's disciples started to surround Xayne and Hammond. They were clearly ready for a fight.Xayne's expression turned icy as he let out a cold laugh. "It seems meeting the leader of KB Kings Circle today won't be so simple.""Hahaha! What a joke! You think you can just see our leader?!"The KB Kings Circle disciple who demanded Xayne perform the three kneels and nine bows laughed disdainfully.Xayne glared at him and then swept his gaze around at the other KB Kings Circle disciples. He coldly declared, "I'll give you one chance to clear the way. Otherwise, don't blame me for what happens next."Upon hearing this, the KB Kings Circle disciples laughed even harder. Their faces were full of mockery."What a joke! Do you think you can take us all on at KB Kings Circle's main hall?""King of the North, do you really think you can fight all of
Hammond stood at the side and drenched in sweat from nerves. He had told Xayne not to act rashly, but it was useless.Upon seeing the fierce expressions of the KB Kings Circle disciples, each one was ready to fight to the death. Hammond quickly stepped forward to explain. "Everyone, calm down, don't be impulsive! Please, don't be impulsive!"KB Kings Circle disciples instead ignored him and roared angrily."Get lost! If we don't cripple this arrogant guy today, we aren't KB Kings Circle!""He injured our brother. This is declaring war on KB Kings Circle! No words can change that!""Don't even think about apologizing! Even if you kneel, we won't accept it! KB Kings Circle never forgives!"In an instant, the disciples charged at Xayne with fury.Xayne stood his ground with hands behind his back. He was utterly unafraid.He held back Hammond and said, "Master Hammond, reasoning with them won't work. Only fists can earn their respect."With that, Xayne's eyes flashed coldly, sweep
A stone throne was on a high platform within the grand hall. At this moment, a figure was seated on the throne with one hand supporting his forehead.Tall and robust, his entire being radiated an aura that could make one's soul tremble.Even from dozens of meters away, Xayne could feel the overwhelming chill emanating from the figure on the stone throne.He was the master of the KB Kings Circle.The entire hall was utterly silent and eerie.The figure on the stone throne spoke coldly, "King of the North, do you realize the crime of injuring so many of my disciples?""I do not." Xayne stood in the hall. He was unafraid, with eyes gleaming.Xayne showed no fear even when facing the master of the KB Kings Circle, the most mysterious figure in the entire Drakonia's kickboxing world.He was the King of the North in the Drakonia.Klink let out a cold laugh, and his gaze pierced with icy coldness. "It is a capital offense."Those simple words caused the temperature in the hall to pl
The aura swept through the entire hall in an instant.At that moment, Klink was sitting on the stone throne. He appeared to have three terrifying, hideous black dragons behind him. They ferociously lunged toward him with enraged roars.The aura pressed down entirely on Xayne in the next second with a loud boom. Unable to withstand it, his knees buckled, and he crashed with a resounding thud.The floor instantly cracked, spreading outward in all directions.Xayne's whole body trembled. He was struggling while resisting the immense pressure.Suddenly, a terrifying aura burst forth from Xayne.The aura of a Divine Commander swept through the hall instantly.At that moment, it was as if a golden dragon erupted behind Xayne. It was circling him, roaring and clashing with Klink's aura.But clearly, Xayne's aura was no match for Klink's.In just a moment, Xayne's Divine Commander aura shattered with a loud boom.Blood flowed from his seven orifices. His face twisted in agony becau
Klink's cold voice broke the tense silence as he raised his hand and clamped it around Xayne's neck.Suddenly, a dagger shot from the entrance of the hall with a loud swoosh.Klink immediately stepped back. The dagger flew between him and Xayne, embedding itself in the stone throne behind them with a resounding thud.The stone throne shattered instantly with a loud boom.Klink's eyes blazed with fury as he turned to see a figure stepping into the hall.The figure was cloaked in a wide and black robe. He then spoke coldly, "Klink, you dare lay a hand on my grandson? Do you wish for me to annihilate the KB Kings Circle?"It was Xander.Xayne turned to see his grandfather standing before him.Upon seeing the injuries on Xayne, Xander's expression darkened. Klink must be courting death for trying to harm his grandson.Klink sneered, "I never expected the former Dragon Marshal of the Drakonia to still be alive. Xander, do you realize trespassing in my KB Kings Circle is a capital o
Serena's face mirrored her confusion as she said, "I don't know either. I just got the call this afternoon. They didn't explain anything, only that they'd arrive in Folksworth tomorrow and that we should prepare to host them.""Honey, what do you think? I've completely severed ties with the Swift family. Should I still greet my uncle and his family when they arrive?"At this moment, Serena was deeply conflicted.Although she had cut all ties with the Swift family and moved from Venzor to Folksworth, she still felt a sense of guilt. After all, blood was thicker than water, and these were relatives she had lived with for over twenty years.Serena wanted to be heartless and ignore Tim and his family completely. However, when she told her father about it, he advised her to see them.Tony had said that he would still be buried in the Swift family's ancestral shrine even after his death. To completely sever ties with the Swift family would make him a disgrace to his ancestors, a traitor
The company Serena owned was dozens of times larger than the Swift family's business."Dad, that bitch, Serena, actually owns this?" Sophia was visibly shocked, her face frozen in disbelief for quite a while.Tim was also stunned for a long moment before he reacted. Although he didn't want to admit it, he pulled out his phone, checked the address, and nodded. "Yes, this is it. I can't believe Serena has managed to establish such a large company here in Folksworth."The more he thought about it, the more displeased Tim's expression became. Serena had left the Swift family and yet had done so well for herself. This made Tim very unhappy.Sophia, standing next to him with a serious expression, said, "Dad, since Serena isn't short on money, how about we ask for 30 million more later?"Tim's eyes lit up at her suggestion, and he nodded enthusiastically. "Yes. We'll ask for an extra 30 million."With that, the two of them strutted confidently into the building. Tim felt entitled. It wa
"Who's that guy? Rolling up with that much security?" Ammar glanced at the convoy at the foot of the peak. Even a helicopter hovered above, following the guards. There were at least a hundred bodyguards and they were all moving with precision, scanning the area."That's Roman Roland. Second heir of the Roland family. This guy's no small fry. He's the head of the most notorious crime syndicate in Eukrania. Controls multiple multinational corporations as fronts for his operations. He is a very dangerous person." Yves's eyes narrowed as he explained to Ammar.No sooner had he finished speaking, another convoy rolled up. The car doors opened and out stepped a tall, broad-shouldered man. His presence hit like a shockwave."Why is he here?" Yves asked, his voice dropping to a cautious murmur."He is…" Ammar asked as he glanced at the man that just arrived."Victor Valentine. The founder of Dark Arrow, the world's largest assassin syndicate. The guy's a legend. Escaped from maximum-secur
If it weren't for Yves's status, Zoro would have already made his move against him."Very well. Just don't regret it later, Mr. Zoro! I'm done here," Yves snapped, his voice sharp as broken glass.He spun on his heel and strode out of the Eastin estate, his steps echoing with each firm impact. From the balcony, Lyuben's eyes followed him with a sneer."Scared now, are we? Pathetic," Lyuben muttered, shaking his head.Zoro's cold gaze lingered on Yves's retreating figure, his expression unreadable but his presence oppressive. The air around him seemed to freeze, each breath turning crisp as frost.That night, crowds began gathering at Hundred Days Peak. They came early to claim the best vantage points for the coming showdown. No one in Drakonia wanted to miss this monumental clash.Even Jean couldn't stay away. He flew in from Folksworth, bringing with him a private entourage of twenty supporters from the Leng family. Their sole purpose was to rally behind Xayne and cheer him on.
"Zoro, I'm sure you've heard the rumors by now. The emperor is making moves, troop deployments, shifts in strategy, it's all happening right here in Drakonix. You know what that means just as well as I do. If there's any way to stop the duel tomorrow, I'm here to offer you some advice: Don't hurt the harmony between the Eastin family and the emperor," Yves said, his tone sharp with urgency.Zoro let out a dry, mocking laugh. "If I'm hearing you right, Yves, you're here to plead for Xayne, huh? Funny. Where were you when Xayne killed a member of my family? Flamey's body wasn't even cold before he'd moved on to his next target. And now, you expect me to show mercy? "It's too late, Yves. Some arrows, once drawn, can't be put back in the quiver. So, save your breath. This conversation is over! Please leave!" Zoro's face was like stone, cold and unmoving. Any trace of patience or courtesy had vanished. It was clear he had no intention of giving Yves an inch.Everyone knew the emperor ha
Chad's sharp, hawk-like eyes suddenly flared with intensity, his cloudy gaze cutting through the air like twin beams of light."Elder Chad, earlier, you mentioned something about 'no borders in kickboxing arts.' I'm afraid I'm not following. Could you explain what you meant?" Lyuben stepped forward, a mix of curiosity and concern etched on his face.Lyuben's words hung in the air. His confusion wasn't surprising. Over the years, White Blossom Mountain's dealings had grown more secretive, and any talks with external forces, like the Light Order, were always behind closed doors. Lyuben's mind, however, was focused elsewhere, on the future of the Eastin family and his ambitions.To him, his family's legacy and his rise in power mattered far more than any grand philosophy. As someone raised within the closed walls of White Blossom Mountain's teachings, even his feelings toward his parents were tepid at best.Chad's voice came slow but firm, like the steady toll of a great bell. "There
Meanwhile, at the Eastin family's estate, Zoro and his grandson, Lyuben, stood on either side of an elderly man.Seated across from the elderly man were none other than Emin and a middle-aged man dressed in a sleek black suit. The man was none other than the Death God of Fusion, a figure as infamous as he was mysterious, second only to Kenichi from Fusion.It was said that decades ago, he had already become Radiant Commander and reached a height that the world had looked up to."Emin, the agreement between us, or rather, the agreement between White Blossom Mountain and Light Order, it's time we discussed its fulfillment, don't you think?" the elderly man began, his voice low and deliberate.This elderly man was Chad Moet, the liaison elder for White Blossom Mountain's dealings with the secular world. It was he who orchestrated the clandestine pact between White Blossom Mountain and the Light Order."Elder Chad, the Light Order has always kept its promises. The benefits promised to
The two guards rushed out of the Emperor's Pavillion with urgent speed."Your Majesty, isn't all this a bit excessive?" Elder Waze stepped forward, his voice low but steady with concern."Excessive?" The emperor's eyes darkened, his voice icy. "Do you think Drakonia is afraid of two Radiant Commanders? Whether it's the Eastin family or Lyuben, none of them have the right to collude with foreign enemies and threaten me!"His voice boomed, filling the room with a commanding presence. "Drakonia is a powerful country. We are not cowed by outside forces, nor do we bend to internal betrayal. If they dare to scheme like this, they'd better be ready to face complete annihilation. When it comes to matters of national integrity, I will not compromise. Leave now!"Yves and the elders exchanged glances, caught off guard by the emperor's unyielding stance. With nothing more to say, they quietly exited the room.Meanwhile, in the estate on the outskirts of Drakonix's west district, Lyuben recli
The tension in the hall was palpable. Suddenly, the door swung open, and a young agent from the Black Ice Platform rushed in. "Chief! We have a situation!"He handed a report to Yves. His eyes scanned the document, and in an instant, his face hardened."What happened?" Elder Waze asked, stepping forward, his gaze locked on Yves's expression."Emin has boarded a flight to Drakonix. And Death God of Fusion was seen boarding a flight to Drakonix an hour ago. Emin is one of the Six Elysium Lords from the Light Order. As for Death God of Fusion, his background is more complicated. Two of them are flying in at the same time? You think they're just here to watch the fight?" Yves explained.Yves's gaze was fixed on the ground as he paced back and forth, the weight of the situation pressing on his shoulders. His fingers tapped the edge of the report, his mind running a mile a minute. Finally, he stopped and looked up, his eyes filled with determination. "This is too big to keep in-house. I'
Even after uttering those threatening words, there wasn't the slightest trace of fear on his face."Mr. Shinoto, are you threatening us?" Yves's eyes narrowed with cold intent."Threatening?" Shinoto gave Yves a once-over and said, "Boy, if I wanted to take your life, it would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken or a dog. Do you think I need to threaten you? You people have no idea how powerful he is. But I'll say this, none of you, not even Xayne, stand a chance against him. That's why I'm advising you, Wyncock, and Drakonia's Court, to choose your side carefully. "If you pick the wrong one, you'll regret it when it's too late! As for those small figures in Eukrania, I won't comment on them, but I'm sure you're well aware of their schemes. When the time comes to deal with them, it'll be thanks to Lyuben. And as for your so-called hero, Xayne, he's simply not on the same level!" Shinoto's words caused a shift in the atmosphere, and everyone present wore grim expressions."Mr. Shi
It didn't take long before an old man was brought into the main hall. This was none other than the old man who'd been seen at Lyuben's side.The moment he appeared, everyone frowned.Elder Waze was the first to rise, ready to speak, but Yves stood before him. "Sir, please, have a seat," Yves said politely.Unlike the humble demeanor he had shown at Lyuben's side, the old man's presence here was commanding. He carried himself with an air of authority, unbothered by the watchful eyes of Elder Waze and the others."Mr. Shinoto," Elder Waze said, bowing slightly in respect.The other elders followed suit, each offering their polite greetings. Yves's gaze lingered on the old man, studying him carefully. His weathered face and calm bearing hinted at someone with significant experience and status.'If Elder Waze is giving him this level of respect, then this man's identity must be anything but ordinary,' Yves thought to himself."It's heartwarming to see that my old friends haven't for