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"Let us welcome—Competitor Xue Jing, and... Zhou Yinglin!"

Appearing together without precedence, such treatment was usually reserved for the U19 championship's final battle.

But now, applied to a quarterfinal battle, no one felt anything was amiss.

Thunderous applause, cheers, and screams erupted wildly, almost like a minor earthquake, shaking the entire Super Arena.

In the aisles for the competitors, figures stepped out from both sides.

One was a youthful eagle-eyed Martial Artist, holding a uniquely designed silver spear... No, rather than calling it a spear, it was more like an immensely enlarged—needle.

Thinner than regular spears, without a spear lug or a red tassel, it was just the essence of sharpness and slenderness.

It was rumored that the 'Gun Saint' Wu Xuanzhu, who once held the title of Eternal Warlord, favored a Divine Weapon called the 'Embroidered Needle.'

And what Zhou Yinglin held was a replica of that 'Embroidered Needle.'

The other figure was as beautiful as a painting, with every movement exuding the grandeur of a Grandmaster... the Demon King.

Yes, the Demon King.

Anyone seeing the silhouette that constantly emitted black lightning patterns dominating the aura as if tearing space itself would subconsciously think of those two words.

He dragged a massive, blunt, forgotten greatsword taller than himself, step by step, toward the battle arena.

With each step he took, the ground beneath him cracked and trembled.

The terrifyingly overwhelming pressure held everyone's breath, yet they were extremely excited.

Not until he stepped onto the arena did the imposing aura gradually recede, and calm returned to the venue. Continue your story on empire

By then, the camera operator, shaking in nerves, dutifully positioned himself up high, resolutely capturing a 360-degree surround shot of Xue Jing, for the annals of history.

"... no need for data images, they are Martial Artists who've broken through the limits defined by data into max-leveled hexagons!"

"No introduction required, their mutual gaze alone has clarified that the other is their opponent!"

"Do we need any more words now? Needless to say anything further, the most exciting showdown is about to begin, let's wait and see!"

The commentator's passionate words concluded, and amidst the roaring crowd, the referee stepped forward, waving between the two of them.

"Ready..."

"Begin!"

The referee quickly ran off the platform, and a faint blue repulsion membrane slowly formed, enveloping the entire grand arena.

The two on the scene did not act immediately but gazed at each other.

Zhou Yinglin tilted the needle-like spear slightly, calmly speaking, "I generally don't bring weapons to a match, but today I'll make an exception for you; you should feel proud."

His voice, incredibly, came from all over the Super Arena, clearly heard by everyone.

"Damn, did the organizers actually install sound equipment on the arena!?"

"I said earlier during the break, a few workers went up to the arena and were secretly doing something; turned out they were installing this thing!"

"Damn, all for the hype, they've got no shame... but damn, well done, well done indeed!"

"Start the fight, we love to watch it! More of that, bring it on!"

On the arena, Xue Jing sighed and said:

"To tell the truth, I'm quite displeased right now."

"This tedious introduction was annoying enough, and then to paint me and someone like you who shamelessly seeks attention as if we were on the same level..."

His words too were transmitted throughout the venue via the sound system.

Clearly outperforming Zhou Yinglin in verbal combat, Xue Jing elicited laughter from many in the crowd.

"You're only capable of talking big... do you really think that broken sword in your hand can cope with 'Impeccable'?"

Zhou Yinglin sneered, speaking up.

"Frog at the bottom of the well, you can't compare the perfection carved by the top Martial Arts Sects to your countrified sects; they have no so-called weaknesses.

Dreaming of strength overcoming finesse? Delusional talk!"

Xue Jing, with a smile in his eyes, beckoned with his hand:

"Come on, make your move, let this country boy witness your top-level Kungfu Body."

Zhou Yinglin scoffed, "Keep your eyes open... it will be over in an instant."

As soon as he finished his words, his gaze suddenly intensified.

The needle-shaped spear in his hand moved at an unbelievably fast speed, transforming into an almost endless torrent of strikes aimed at Xue Jing.

Perhaps due to that special weapon, his Action Speed was actually far beyond the 'Zhou Yinglin' in Xue Jing's Consciousness Simulation!

But as fast as he was, Xue Jing was faster!

[Twin Lifes] activated instantly!

With the boost from Twin Speed, Xue Jing was like someone pressing the fast-forward button—every Action Speed, including the Channeling Energy, blatantly doubled!

Then... Twin Born Flexibility!

A tremendous amount of oxygen, twice the normal limit his body could contain, filled his lungs, rapidly circulated inside, causing visible fluctuations in the surrounding air pressure due to the large intake.

His body swelled instantly, growing a size in proportion, height increasing from one point nine meters to two point two.

Skin, Flesh, Tendons, Bones, Blood coordinated, the sound of a dragon's chant resonated throughout the venue, Power of the Eye-Dotting surged through his body, focusing in his right arm.

Finally, the Power of Twins!

The formula for all Energy Channeling and exertion ended with an unconditional X2—a definite double in power!

The terrifyingly powerful force coursed through the Forgotten Greatsword in his right hand.

The blade trembled with a buzzing sound, the atmosphere distorted and scattered into a dense ripple.

This sword, without a doubt, was the strongest physical strike that Xue Jing could wield at that moment!