"Even with some of our best down, you're still no match for us. Don't think we won't fight back. We've never backed down from anyone, and if you dare provoke us again, I'll put a bullet in your skull!"Xayne slapped Oda hard across the face, then pulled out a gun and pressed it against Oda's forehead.The soldiers behind Oda started to step forward and were ready to fight.Xayne's eyes narrowed as he glared at them. "What? You want to get yourself disqualified too?""Stand down! Everyone, back off!"Upon those words, Oda immediately raised a hand, stopping his team in their tracks, and forced a nervous smile."Heh heh... I'm sorry, Supreme Commander Xayne. I apologize. I said something stupid earlier, and it won't happen again."With a gun pointed at his head, Oda had no choice but to back down and beg for mercy."Let's hope you can keep it that way."Xayne holstered his gun, and only then did Oda exhale in relief.Suddenly, Xayne stomped his foot hard and shouted, "Bang!"O
The morning passed quickly as they successfully defeated soldiers from some smaller countries. Some nations did not have a proper army, relying instead on mercenaries hired by their kings for defense. These lesser forces were often easily crushed.As the competition progressed into the afternoon, five soldiers were already exhausted. Tarragon had already faced more than ten opponents in the morning alone. A typical boxing match consisted of three-minute rounds, and even after just three rounds, a top boxer could be left completely drained. Yet, he fought all morning.One of their team members, Avalo, who excelled in shooting but not in free-for-all combat, had his eye injured by an opponent and was now receiving treatment in the hospital. The opponent had resorted to dirty tricks, such as eye gouging and groin kicks. Although Avalo eventually subdued his opponent and won, he sustained serious injuries.The rest of the team also encountered tough adversaries. On average, each soldi
"I just got word… The other two countries that were supposed to face Fusion both surrendered immediately. So, they only had one match this morning…"Dwayne's assistant approached quietly as he relayed the news.This meant the Fusion team had practically rested the entire day and were now fully recharged, while the Drakonia competitors were battered, bruised, and running on empty.It was going to be a brutal fight.A moment later, Alloy, still wrapped in bandages, stepped back into the ring.Xayne, watching from the sidelines, could not help but frown.Down below, Oda gathered his team around. "They're on their last legs. We've got this in the bag, but we're not just going to win—we're going to win big!""Don't give them a chance to surrender. Humiliate them in the ring, grind their pride into the dirt!""Make their soldiers see that their so-called elite troops are nothing but fodder against us. We'll make them a laughingstock!"Oda had not forgotten how Xayne had scared him s
Seeing the soldier's unwavering determination, several female staff members nearby couldn't help but wipe away tears."He can't surrender because he wants to bring honor back to his homeland."Xayne watched him with a glimmer of respect in his eyes.Akira struck again, this time landing a heavy punch right into Alloy's gut. The blow was so powerful that it knocked Alloy unconscious, and he was carried off the platform.With the elite soldiers still resting, the remaining team members had no choice but to step up. But without special training, they could not last more than a few moves against Akira. One by one, they fell to the ground, forced to surrender.By this point, Akira had already defeated five opponents, yet he still felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins. His blood boiled with adrenaline, and he showed no signs of fatigue."You're all so weak! Is there no one here who can put up a fight? Is this the best your Drakonian soldiers can do? You're nothing but trash
At the start of the fight, Akira immediately assumed a combat stance and was ready to engage. However, Xayne stood casually with his hands still in his pockets, a laid-back expression on his face as he lazily exhaled a puff of smoke."Is this really all your Drakonia has left? Sending someone like you to the ring? You guys must be in bad shape," Akira mocked as he was unable to resist taunting his seemingly unprepared opponent."Against trash like you, I’m more than enough. Hurry up and make your move—don’t waste my time." Xayne did not even bother to look up, merely tilting his neck to loosen his joints."You’ll regret your arrogance. I’m going to break every bone in your body, one by one!" Akira’s eyes scanned Xayne, noticing what he perceived as multiple openings. Any one of them could end the fight with a single, decisive blow.With a burst of speed, Akira charged at Xayne, launching a powerful punch aimed straight at Xayne’s face. The punch was swift and forceful, cutting thro
"Die!" Akira roared as he charged at Xayne like a cannonball, full of rage and desperation."How annoying," Xayne muttered with an indifferent expression. In an instant, he swung his hand, delivering a sharp slap to Akira's face. The impact left Akira dazed, abruptly halting his fierce attack.Without missing a beat, Xayne followed up by jabbing a finger directly into Akira's throat. A choking sensation overwhelmed Akira. He could not breathe, and his body quickly weakened. Panic set in as he realized he could not muster the strength to fight back.Then, in front of the entire crowd, Xayne slapped Akira again.The loud sound of the slap echoed through the arena, shocking everyone present."That slap is for insulting my comrades!" Xayne declared, his voice cold.Akira's face flushed red as one side of it swelled from the blow.Another slap followed, this time sending Akira's teeth flying, blood mixing with the spittle on his lips."This one is for your arrogance in challenging u
Xayne delivered a powerful kick to Akira's abdomen. The force of which was like being hit by a speeding truck. The immense power sent Akira flying off the stage as his ribs shattered on impact. He spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing, his vision going dark as he lost all ability to fight.The arena fell into complete silence.Both the Fusion and Drakonia teams were left speechless, their eyes fixed on the bloodstained ring and the broken body of Akira being carried away. Fear gripped the hearts of everyone present, overriding any other thoughts."That's terrifying…" someone whispered.Being beaten was not what scared them, nor was the idea of death. It was the utter humiliation of being tortured and defeated in the most degrading way possible that was truly unbearable.Medical personnel rushed to Akira's side, assessing his injuries before reporting to Oda. "Five broken ribs, compound fractures in the hand, likely permanent damage. He has a ruptured stomach with internal
"Who else dares?"Xayne stood at the edge of the ring, his gaze fixed on the last remaining Fusion soldier. With a voice filled with fury, he roared, "Is this all Fusion has to offer? Weak. Pathetic. A hundred years ago, Drakonia defeated you, and we can do it again."The Fusion soldier, merely an analyst in the team, lacked significant combat skills. He watched in terror as Xayne mercilessly crushed his nine comrades, leaving them crippled and carried away with lifelong disabilities. His fear had reached its peak."I can't fight anymore, I give up. Commander Oda, let's go back!" The soldier cried out to Oda."Give up? Are you still a soldier? Your comrades have fallen, don't you want to win?" Oda shouted at the soldier."Win? How? You saw it too. That's the King of the North. He's terrifying. We can't win, there's no way." The soldier's voice quivered with fear. "I'm just an analyst, I'm no match for him. If you want to win, why don't you go up yourself? You don't care about our
Deanana glanced at Xayne as she coyly smiled. "Mr. Xayne, no need to be so reserved with me. After all, I used to be one of your admirers. I always thought you were an extraordinary man."Although it seems I misjudged you, still, you were a part of my girlish dreams. Don't let your current misfortunes bother you too much. People say a fallen phoenix is worse than a chicken, and while that's true, I happen to have a kind heart."Her words, though laced with laughter, were razor-sharp. Each one was a jab meant to cut deep.Her meaning was clear: "You might have been a shining star once, but now, you're nothing in my eyes—not even worth a second glance." Helping Xayne get his luggage was just an act, nothing more."Mr. Xayne, do you remember? Just a few years ago, at this very airport, you were returning from... oh yes, the Seven Nations Summit!"You know, I waited at the airport entrance for over four hours that morning just to get your autograph. But sadly, your security team didn'
"Heh, Miss Deanana, you also know that's all in the past. Even if he were still the King of the North, we live in peaceful times now. No one gets special privileges, right?" Dean chimed in smoothly, his tone laced with mockery."Dean! Do you even realize what you're doing?!" Aava could not hold back any longer, her eyes glaring fiercely as she clenched her fists in anger."Of course, I know what I'm doing, and I know neither of you are ordinary people. Thinking about hitting me? Don't forget, there are plenty of reporters over there. If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll make sure Xayne's reputation is ruined," Dean replied smugly.Dean's sneer widened into a wicked grin, the confidence radiating from him undeniable."Manager Dean, how about this? To be honest, I used to admire Mr. Xayne. Why don't you do me a favor and return his belongings? It would be a great gesture," Deanana interjected with a gentle smile.Upon hearing this, Aava bristled with fury. She knew Deanana was up to s
Dean's wild provocations quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.At that moment, a striking young woman stepped forward, removing her sunglasses as she made her way through the throng.The woman was dressed in an elegant black gown, the hemline revealing a pair of flawless, slender legs that caught everyone's attention. Her expression, however, was haughty, as though she looked down on everyone around her.She was Deanana Lovorka, the heiress of the Lovorka family conglomerate. While not exactly a household name, she was considered a minor socialite in the upper circles of Drakonix."Manager Dean, it's been a while!" Deanana greeted casually.As someone who frequently traveled abroad for business, Deanana was a familiar face at the airport and she had crossed paths with Dean on several occasions.But she was not here for a casual chat with Dean. It was far from it.She had come specifically to see Xayne.This was, after all, the legendary King of the North. Just six months ago, he w
"Do you have any idea whose luggage this is?" Aava asked coldly with a sharp and commanding tone.She was on the verge of revealing her special credentials—something she rarely used unless absolutely necessary. Xayne had been her hero, someone she deeply admired. The ridicule from Miodrag moments earlier had already pushed her to the edge, and now even a low-level airport staffer dared to humiliate him."Of course, I knew. Xayne, the King of the North six months ago; now he's just a regular civilian," the staffer replied with icy indifference. The staffer smirked. "Miss, do you think Xayne is still the mighty King of the North? There's no war, the capital isn't under siege, and he's utterly useless now. Take my advice—someone young and beautiful like you should stay far away from trash like Xayne. Get closer to someone like Young Master Dongfang instead. It'll do wonders for your future!"Dean swaggered over, cigarette dangling from his mouth, hands clasped behind his back. His ex
Upon hearing those words, both Xayne and Aava paused in surprise, then frowned in unison.The VIP lounge was clearly still operating as usual. Inside, over twenty people were relaxing—some reading newspapers and sipping coffee. There was no sign of any "closure" or "disinfection."It was obvious that this so-called announcement was deliberately targeting Xayne and Aava."Manager Li, isn't this going a bit too far? That's Xayne—formerly the King of the North. He has special privileges to use the VIP lounge. If this gets reported to higher-ups, we could all be in trouble…," whispered one of the airport staff, cautiously approaching Dean."Higher-ups? Haven't you heard? Young Master Lyuben already gave the order—anyone who sides with Xayne will see their entire family wiped out." Dean sneered, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he lit a cigarette."And even if the higher-ups find out, what can they do?" Dean added mockingly. "I'll admit, six months ago, I wouldn't have dared cross Xayne. B
Miodrag's laughter quickly caught the attention of onlookers in the bustling terminal. But their gazes were fixed not on him but on Xayne.The "King of the North" was a name nearly everyone recognized, yet no one dared approach him. Lyuben's warning had spread far and wide: anyone who got close to Xayne would face annihilation."Miodrag! What gives you the right to mock Mr. Xayne? Just hours ago, he was fighting on the front lines for this country. And you? What have you done besides indulge yourself in luxury?" Aava snapped with a sharp and clear voice."Heh, I pay taxes, don't I? Doesn't spending money generate tax revenue? Without people like me keeping the economy alive, what would Xayne have eaten in the north? Dirt?" Miodrag smirked, his tone dripping with mockery. He sneered and continued, "If not for us rich kids throwing around millions in donations every day, Xayne wouldn't even have warm dirt to eat!""Damn it! The nerve of that guy!""What's so special about the East
"Is it true that Xayne captured the so-called 'Lord of Light' alive?" Lyuben remained calm as he was playing a grand piano in the lounge."Indeed! Word is, the Lord of Light's master, Master Emin, was present as well. However, Xander also made an appearance. My analysis suggests it was Xander who forced Master Emin to retreat, while Xayne crippled the Lord of Light." An older man lowered his head respectfully as he spoke, his voice tinged with urgency."Oh? Defeating the Lord of Light… he must have had a trick up his sleeve. Was it some kind of tactic or setup?" Lyuben asked without betraying a hint of emotion."It's said that Xayne specializes in traps and ambushes. Otherwise, Hiram and his crew wouldn't have met their end in that mansion. Master Dongfang, you mustn't underestimate him!""Hmm?!" Lyuben's eyes shot open suddenly, piercing beams of icy resolve radiating toward the older man.The man immediately lowered his head further, not daring to meet the gaze of the young lead
"Lowes, what are you panicking for?" Zoro's cold gaze locked onto Lowes.Even though Lowes was several generations younger than him, as the head of the Bullard family, he had the status to stand on equal footing with Zoro."I'm not panicking, I just don't want to see more white funeral banners hanging at the Bullard family estate. If Xayne comes back and chooses to settle the score, do you think any of us can handle it? You might not know this, but back when King Quidie rebelled, even Klink didn't dare lay a hand on him," Lowes replied, his voice strained but steady.He paused, taking a long, slow breath to calm himself. "Put it another way, if Xayne comes for us, even KB Kings Circle won't step in to save us. If that doesn't scare you, then I don't know what will!"The air in the room grew colder. Lowes glanced around at the faces of the other family heads, hoping to see reason in their eyes. But then came a sneer.Zoro let out a low, disdainful chuckle. "Even if Xayne didn't die
"Xayne!" Zoro clenched his fists so tightly. If anyone had a grudge against Xayne, the Eastin family's hatred was no less than that of the Bullard family. Not to mention, Flamey had been killed by Xayne not long ago. This blood feud had to be settled.The Big Four weren't some weak, defenseless prey that Xayne could toy with as he pleased. For decades, the Big Four had controlled the heart of the Drakonia's economy. Every senator, governor, and political figure had to show them respect. But since Iver's death, the Big Four had lost their glow. People who once bowed their heads were now looking down on them. The root of all this was because of Xayne.That's why, after Flamey's death, the Eastin family had no choice but to call upon their master, a man who had been living in seclusion for decades. Every bit of information regarding Xayne's trip to Egenda, his plans, his contacts, and even his flight schedule had been deliberately fed to Lord of Light.They made it clear that the momen