Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere
Chapter 1522: Vomiting Blood

Chapter 1522: Vomiting Blood

"Boom!"

A deafening sound reverberated.

Connor's fist heavily struck the Celestial Dragonblade.

Wadi staggered back two steps before steadying himself.

The Celestial Dragonblade in Wadi's hand trembled incessantly, as if it had endured intense impact.

Wadi felt Connor's punch was exceedingly enigmatic. Sometimes it was astonishingly fast, other times tremendously forceful. He struggled to find a suitable way to counter Connor's unpredictable style.

Thus, he could only rely on the Celestial Dragonblade to withstand Connor's attacks.

However, he had no idea how long the Celestial Dragonblade could endure.

"Seven-Star Big Dipper Fist, Descend the Dragon!"

Connor roared, charging at Wadi once again. His fist struck the Celestial Dragonblade fiercely.

Wadi retreated again.

"Seven-Star Big Dipper Fist, Subdue the Tiger!"

Following his previous move, Connor struck out again.

His fist pounded the Celestial Dragonblade once more, and Wadi stepped back.

"Seven-Star Big Dipper Fist, Myriad Forms!"

He unleashed another punch.

The situation had become incredibly strange. Wadi, who had been dominating, was now struggling against his assault.

Connor's fists relentlessly struck Wadi's body.

Meanwhile, Wadi continuously retreated, and the Celestial Dragonblade continued to tremble.

Connor was giving it his all, leaving no room for any further actions.

After he launched more than ten punches, Wadi's expression turned furious. Yet, he found no way to retaliate; he couldn't find an opening.

Spectators below the mountain had mixed emotions. Supporters of Connor were jubilant, while those favoring Wadi were worried.

Warriors across the continent were ecstatic. They had seen Connor in a passive position, and Wadi had held the upper hand for most of the battle. But now, a shocking reversal had occurred, and Connor was gaining the upper hand.

Jaws dropped as observers whispered:

"Mr. Connor's incredible..."

"Yeah, just now, I thought Mr. Connor might lose, but he's been hiding his strength!"

"I bet fifty thousand on Mr. Connor this time. He has to win!"

The supporters of Connor discussed in hushed tones.

Waverly and Chieko were also thrilled. They realized that if the battle continued like this, Connor had a good chance of defeating Wadi.

The supporters of Wadi wore grim expressions, unprepared for this outcome.

As Wadi kept retreating from Connor's attacks, he found himself backed to the edge of the mountain peak. There was nowhere else to retreat; one more step and he'd fall off the cliff.

But Connor didn't appear to be relenting in his assault.

"Seven-Star Big Dipper Fist, Crane's Cry!"

At that moment, Connor bellowed again, striking out with a ferocious punch.

This punch was even more fierce and astonishingly fast.

He seemed like a bolt of lightning, aiming straight for Wadi's chest.

While his fist hadn't yet hit Wadi, Wadi could still feel the force of the punch. The air around them felt frosty and sharp.

"All this is because of you forced me!"

Wadi shouted at Connor, raising the Celestial Dragonblade above his head.

Clearly, this time, he was not on the defensive. He was launching an offensive against Connor.

In an instant, an incredibly powerful aura burst forth from his body. He lifted the Celestial Dragonblade above his head and swung it down toward Connor's head.

It was evident that he was now prepared to fight desperately.

The current test was who had greater strength and faster speed between the two.

If his blade struck Connor first, Connor would undoubtedly die. But if Connor's fist landed on Wadi's body first, he would plummet down the cliff, facing near-certain death.

Connor stared at Wadi before him, showing no sign of retreat.

And Wadi stared back at Connor, equally unwavering.

All the warriors present widened their eyes, watching the screen intently. They knew that after this move, the battle between the two would likely be decided.

"Boom!"

A tremendous sound echoed through the heavens and earth.

No one dared to blink, afraid of missing a single moment.

Connor's fist had struck Wadi's chest, but the Celestial Dragonblade hadn't hit Connor.

The Celestial Dragonblade hovered just a centimeter above Connor's head, almost cutting him.

Yet, Connor's speed had been slightly faster.

"Splurt..."

Wadi sprayed a mouthful of blood, but he didn't fall off the cliff.

In that critical instant, Wadi had been afraid. He concentrated his energy into his legs, then stomped on the ground, leaving behind two deep craters. This ensured that he didn't tumble off the cliff after taking Connor's punch.

Witnesses were stunned by the sight. No one had expected Connor's punch to force Wadi to cough up blood.

Many had believed Connor couldn't possibly match Wadi, but the current situation exceeded everyone's expectations.

Palmer's expression was particularly grim.

Jenna looked worried, and she noticed Wesley had yet to return since he left. She had a vague inkling of what Wesley might be up to.

"Has Mr. Connor won?" Chieko excitedly asked Waverly.

Waverly glanced up at the mountaintop, then said softly, "It seems like Mr. Connor has won."

"Mr. Connor actually won..."

"Yes, it's unbelievable. Mr. Connor really won..."

"Mr. Connor is truly incredible..."

Warriors from across the continent erupted in cheers, their expressions bursting with excitement.