Gilford hurriedly replied, "Mr. Winson, this person is currently at the Serena Group. He is the group's hidden boss, and his wife is the president of Serena Group. But he has another identity, which I don't know if Mr. Winson is aware of?"Winson frowned, casting a cold glance at Gilford. "Speak!"Gilford was startled by his gaze and quickly explained, "Mr. Winson, this person is the King of the North.""What? King of the North?"Winson's eyes widened in shock at the mention of this name, causing him to falter in his thirst for revenge.The King of the North was an unparalleled figure. If he were to make a move against the King of the North, that meant declaring war against Drakonia's combat division. The consequences would be unimaginable.Seeing Winson's expression change drastically, Gilford quickly added, "But don't worry, Mr. Winson. According to the Bullard family's intel, Xayne has already resigned from his combat division position as the King of the North and seems to hav
Xayne's eyes gleamed coldly as he led the group out of the conference room and down to the lobby on the first floor.At this moment, dozens of security guards lay scattered in the lobby, all spitting blood and unconscious.Seeing this scene, Serena and the others gasped, covering their mouths in sheer terror. Whoever did this was terrifying.Xayne, however, wore a solemn expression as he looked toward the few individuals standing in the lobby.Simultaneously, Winson noticed Xayne approaching and sneered, "Xayne, you finally showed up."Xayne frowned and coldly asked, "Who are you?"Winson chuckled sinisterly. "You killed my beloved disciple and still ask who I am? Very well, I will tell you. I am the prime leader of Xeejay Circle, Winson. I have come today to take your life and avenge my disciple."Upon hearing this, Xayne's expression darkened. "Prime leader of Xeejay Circle? I have never heard of it. Also, who is your disciple?"Winson was incensed by this response, shouting,
Winson's kneeling stunned everyone present.Gilford felt like his heart was collapsing under the weight of despair. The prime leader of Xeejay Circle was his biggest supporter. Yet now, Winson was kneeling before Xayne. The Holaf family had no leverage left."Mr. Winson." Gilford nervously glanced at Winson.However, Winson dared not even turn to look at him. The overwhelming pressure unleashed by Xayne kept him from lifting his head.Without Xayne's command, Winson didn't even have the courage to move."You want to kill me?" Xayne's cold gaze bore down on Winson.Cold sweat poured from Winson's brow at these words. Before he could respond, an elder in a robe strode into the Serena Group building."Master."The newcomer was none other than Esmond.He had seen the live broadcast and rushed over after hearing that Xayne had accepted Hyenka's challenge.Winson trembled at the sound of this voice.Turning slightly, he saw that the person standing respectfully opposite Xayne was
"Everyone has to take responsibility for their own choices," Xayne said as he turned and walked into the elevator.Esmond quickly followed him respectfully and silently without sparing Gilford another glance.As Xayne's footsteps faded away, Gilford's legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the floor.He knew the Holaf family was finished.That very afternoon, Leng Group launched a full-scale takeover of the Holaf family's businesses, and the out-of-state banks that had previously partnered with the Holaf family suddenly declared their neutrality.This was the final blow, driving the Holaf family further into ruin.Back upstairs in the office, Esmond bowed slightly and addressed Xayne, "Master, after killing the leader of Xeejay Circle, they will certainly bear a grudge. If I may suggest, perhaps it would be wise to wipe them out entirely."A gleam of greed flickered in Esmond's eyes.In truth, the Heaven Sword Circle had long sought to absorb the Xeejay Circle, but they had never
Lowes quickly set down his teacup and hurried toward Hyenka's room.At that moment, Hyenka was sitting with his eyes closed, quietly contemplating his next move. With Xayne out of the picture, he was thinking about expanding the Bullard family's influence and finally making them the most powerful of the Big Four."Master… we have a problem!" Lowes burst into the room as he was clearly shaken.Hyenka frowned slightly as he opened his eyes. "Lowes, you're the head of the Bullard family now. Why are you acting so reckless? Compose yourself!"Lowes hesitated before responding. "Uh… Master, Winson is dead!""Oh?" Hyenka's eyes widened in surprise. He quickly sat up. "So Xayne has reached the Bi-Divine Commander level?""No, Master. It wasn't Xayne who killed him. It was someone else. A white-haired old man. We're still trying to confirm his identity. Do you think we should postpone the duel until we figure out who this person is?""No!" Hyenka waved his hand as he cut him off. Xayn
News media outlets scrambled to reach Folksworth overnight to set up their cameras in the best spots to broadcast the Battle of the Century to the entire country. A frenzy had erupted online, with most people betting on Hyenka as the sure victor. The odds for Xayne winning were as high as twenty to one.Meanwhile, Esmond and the Leng family had placed nearly all their fortunes on Xayne, making this showdown one of the most anticipated events in recent history. Even the Emperor, in Drakonix, was paying close attention."Xayne, you mustn't lose to the Bullard family," the Emperor muttered as he stared at the starry night sky.By the next morning, Folksworth was packed to the brim, with tens of thousands of people crowding the central square. At the Bullard family's VIP platform, two elderly men sat statuesque in their presence. Lowes was nearby, serving tea and speaking in hushed tones. On the opposite side, the seats reserved for the Serena Group were empty, and Xayne and Serena we
Bullard Family’s Fourth Elder, Iver Bullard, was a Quin-Divine Commander.The overwhelming pressure he exuded instantly enveloped Esmond. Esmond merely frowned slightly, showing no fear as he stepped forward and declared, “I’ve sworn my allegiance to Xayne. The matters of the Xavier family are now the matters of the Heaven Sword Circle. Of course, I’ll interfere!”With those words, he slowly drew his sword, pointing it directly at Hyenka as his voice turned cold. “Does the Bullard family have the courage to accept my challenge?”Hyenka's mind was in turmoil. Esmond’s strength was certainly beyond his. According to rumors, Esmond had already comprehended the Wind Spirit Limit Break, which defied the conventional ranks of ascending. It was a power that could stand above all other levels, a force capable of challenging even the gods themselves.The thought of facing such a challenge made Hyenka’s heart pound in his chest. But for the sake of the Bullard family’s reputation and his own
According to the arena's rules, as long as Hyenka remained on the stage, Iver could not intervene. Hyenka, sensing the danger, realized he had no choice but to fight. If he turned his back now, Esmond's sword would surely strike him without warning. To expose one's back to a Wind Spirit Limit Break master was no different than signing one's own death warrant."Esmond, my Bullard family has no grudge with you—do you really intend to kill me?!" Hyenka roared with his fists raised as he launched himself into the air, aiming straight for Esmond."Hmph," Esmond snorted, calm as ever. With one hand behind his back, he raised his sword with the other and swung it lightly.A brilliant silver light descended like a curtain, unveiling the heavens and momentarily blinding the spectators below."Run! Get out of here!" Iver, abandoning all pretense of dignity, shot to his feet and screamed toward Hyenka.But it was too late. The moment the silver light fell, Hyenka was already trapped with
With a mere wave of Lyuben's hand, the entire Hundred Day Peak trembled violently. The ground rumbled with a deafening roar as countless boulders broke free, tumbling from the cliffs and crashing down in a chaotic cascade.The scene was beyond anything the crowd had ever witnessed.All eyes were locked on Lyuben, disbelief written across every face.Hundred-Day Peak was nothing more than an unremarkable hill nestled in the Kowoon Mountain, west of Drakonix. Yet, this insignificant peak was connected to the vast, sprawling mountain chain.And now, as it quaked beneath Lyuben's power, it felt as though the entire northern land was trembling in response.Birds erupted from the treetops, fleeing in terrified flocks. Beasts bolted in every direction as if some apocalyptic disaster was about to descend upon them."This… is this what they call the power of heaven?! I thought this kind of strength only existed in myths! Can a Divine Commander do this?!" Ammar's face turned ashen as his v
The heat of summer still hung in the air, but something was off. Suddenly, the surroundings began to shift. The golden glow of the sun faded, replaced by a chilling autumn-like breeze. Leaves that had been lush and green moments ago now browned and crunched underfoot as they fell in slow, spiraling arcs. The change was so drastic, so surreal, it could only be described as supernatural."Feeling it now, Xayne?" Lyuben called out, his eyes glinting with pride as he stood atop the peak, his voice carrying the weight of absolute certainty. "We're the same age, but years ago, I could already command the world like this. And you? Even now, you can't do it. Admit it. You have no right to stand on the same stage as me!"Every word of Lyuben was filled with extreme arrogance, his eyes looked down upon all directions, and everyone under his feet seemed to be an ant. To everyone below, Lyuben was no longer just a man, he was something far more. A being who could bend the seasons to his will.N
As soon as Xayne's words fell, he took a step forward and launched himself into the air. His body shot up like a rocket, soaring toward the peak of Hundred Days Peak.Lyuben tilted his head back, gazing up at the towering cliff with a faint smirk. Without hesitation, he followed. Unlike Xayne's explosive ascent, Lyuben rose smoothly, his body lifting off the ground like he was being carried by an invisible current. He drifted upward, light as a feather, exuding an effortless grace that left the crowd below awestruck."Unbelievable! Did you see that? It's like he's being lifted by the wind!""Lifted by the wind? No, that's ascension!""Looks like Lyuben's the stronger one here!"Whispers rippled through the crowd as onlookers exchanged glances filled with wonder and disbelief. Hearing the chatter below, Lyuben's face lit up with smug satisfaction."Xayne, take one last look at this world's splendor. It's the last time you'll ever see it! In my eyes, you are not worth mentionin
"Xander! Xander! Xander!" The crowd cheered.All eyes turned toward him, their gazes a mix of disbelief and shock. For decades, rumors had circulated that Xander was dead. Yet here he was, standing right in front of them. He'd aged, sure, but his presence was calm, commanding, untouchable."Looks like everyone decided to show up today!" Xayne's eyes swept over the crowd, landing briefly on Emin and Death God. His gaze lingered just long enough to send a message, one only they would understand."Xander!" Emin's eyes burned with rage as he glared at Xander."Come on, Emin, don't lose your cool. Today's not about us old-timers. It's about watching these kids go at it. No point in us getting involved. Besides, with so many people here, it'd be a shame if innocent bystanders got caught in the crossfire," said Kenichi, rising from his chair with a smooth, practiced smile but there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes.Zoro's breath caught in his chest. He hadn't expected things to e
"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