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Chapter 966 - 966 494 Challenge Whale King Arlington (4200)_2

Chapter 966: 494 Challenge Whale King Arlington (4200)_2 Chapter 966: 494 Challenge Whale King Arlington (4200)_2 And as each protagonist of the stories made their dramatic entrance,

the most anticipated final battle of the International Exchange Meeting began.

“Hong Li Empire, Winged Snake Fist, Hua Jin.”

“Yana United States, Ultimate Slash School, Baron.”

As the announcer’s voice died down, an elder from each camp stepped forward. The elder from the Hong Li Empire was dressed in grey, his hair white with age, and his expression aged. However, the arms hanging by his shoulders were incredibly powerful, like steel-cast pillars, robust and hulking. His ten thick fingers, with prominent knuckles and rough, fiercely bulging veins.

No one doubted that this elder could smash a person into pieces or rip them in half with a single punch or claw. Nor did anyone want to find out first-hand.

On the other side, the Ultimate Slash School’s Gate Master Baron also slowly made his entrance. He was a towering elder, standing a full two meters tall, his spine as erect and powerful as a great dragon. He was carrying a grotesque broadsword, which had black and white spiral patterns on its blade.

It appeared to be forged through some special method to be exceptionally sharp.

In the center area of the grassland on the plain, two silhouettes slowly approached each other.

Their pace seemed visually slow, but in reality, it was shockingly fast. With each step, they moved like shrinking the ground beneath them, capturing over ten meters in a single breath. Within a few breaths, they had already come within five meters of each other. Without any pleasantries, the fight began instantly! The eyes of the two top fighters met, dense with the scent of gunpowder.

“Zing!”

The broadsword was drawn from its sheath, bringing a metallic roar that made one’s eardrums tremble. Baron burst forth, his body and the long sword vertical in the air, diving through in a deadly arc. The broadsword swung, its sharp blade slicing through the air with a forceful tearing sound.

Ding, a crescent white arc of light seemed to illuminate on the grassland.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve acted…”

At the spot, Hua Jin muttered to himself, yet in an instant, he turned into a black afterimage, leaping out of sight. All that was left was a blurry shadow, which Baron’s broadsword cleaved in half from above.

And the next second, Hua Jin appeared behind Baron at an unknown moment. From his hands came a hissing snakelike sound; it almost seemed like a black, double-winged giant snake was arching its body, ready to strike with its venomous fangs.

Like a spring, coiled to its limit, then bursting forth!

Whoosh!!!

A punch as swift as a meteor was thrown, smashing the air to shreds.

The target of the punch was clearly Baron’s back.

However, Baron was already prepared. He turned around with a slash, his entire qi concentrated to a single point, surging out powerfully. The blade swept through the air, trailing a massive white tail of qi.

Clang!

The fist collided with the broadsword, and the sound of metal striking metal buzzed in the air.

A wave of air whooshed outward, pressing the surrounding green grass flat in all directions, forming a circular ring.

“What a heavy sword!”

Hua Jin’s feet sank deeply into the ground, his thrown punch now showing traces of blood. Clearly, the skin and flesh had been cut open, causing harm.

“What a fierce punch…”

The normally silent Baron looked at his sword-holding right hand, feeling numbness and pain at his palm. It was slightly cracked, and a trickle of fresh blood streamed down.

“Again!!!”

Both men roared, their robust qi furiously unleashed.

Hua Jin spread his arms, pointed his toes, and, astonishingly, began to glide at high speed low in the air. He transformed into a humanoid black winged snake with wings made of fearsome scales, swiftly coursing through the wind.

Meanwhile, Baron was encircled by a ring of black afterimages, but he remained immensely calm, like a mountain. His broadsword continuously swung, slicing out snaking paths of blade light tens of meters long.

The pristine green grassland all around bore deep furrows from the duel.

In the distance, on the hillside, spectators were watching intently.

A sparring battle fought with all the might of top fighters was a rare opportunity. Not even hoping to gain any insights, merely watching the combat scenes of top fighters was enough to delight anyone. For many, this might be a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

In the center of the battlefield, fierce collisions continued, with two afterimages intertwining and dashing around rapidly, and their boxing techniques speeding up. Layers of aftershocks created waves in the air that were quickly transmitted, causing the hair of the spectators in the watching area to fan out, their garments to flutter, and even their eyes to become red and sore from the wind.

Many felt in their hearts that they didn’t even qualify to withstand these aftershocks. In a battle of this level, they were less than cannon fodder.

“Bang!” “Clang!”

In the center of the battlefield, the two fighters collided for the last time and both fell to the ground.

Their clothes burst open, blood dripping copiously. Hua Jin’s shoulders and chest bore three grotesque gashes, nearly slicing him in half. Baron wasn’t in much better shape, with a pitch-black fist print on his heart and another similar mark piercing through the back of his spine, slightly oozing blood.

The two stood silently, but ultimately, Baron spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Staggering, he knelt on one knee, using his broadsword to support his body.

“Hong Li Empire, Winged Snake Fist, Hua Jin, victorious.”

In the last phase of the International Exchange Meeting, the Hong Li Empire had a victorious start. But the battles that followed were not so easy. From morning until three in the afternoon, the destructive powers of the top fighters had heavily ravaged the grassland, sending mud flying everywhere.

One by one, the usually elusive top fighters took the stage, winning and losing. Overall, the score between Hong Li Empire and Yana United States was evenly split. The strong nations of both worlds were neck and neck, with a tense atmosphere.

The leaders and elders of many major schools faced off on the stage.

On the sides of the martial worlds of both nations, three individuals remained motionless, as silent as sculptures. Clearly, they were the ace cards.

On the side of Yana United States, it was naturally Whale King Arlington. He would not step onto the stage himself. As the sole ultimate fighter, all he needed to do was stand there and wait for Hong Li Empire’s challengers.

On the side of the Hong Li Empire. A muscular man dressed in a black leather vest and black trousers, his wrists guarded by metal rivet wrist guards, coldly gazed at the battlefield. His robust physique bore seven tiny protrusions on his chest, each corresponding to one of the seven stars of the Destiny World.

Southern Jungle, former disciple of the Boxing Master, Seven Evil Stars Jett.

Another was an elderly man with white hair and a frail body. His muscles had atrophied and his arms resembled bare bones. His face was densely wrinkled, resembling snake scales. The old man was barely 1.7 meters tall, appearing frail and slow, just like an elderly man over eighty years of age.

Eastern Martial World, Star Ring Fist Sect, Scorching Fist Victor.

Both their combat strengths neared the peak of top fighters, close to that of an ultimate fighter. Only they were qualified to contend with Whale King Arlington.

At three-thirty in the afternoon, after a short half-hour break, the International Exchange Meeting entered its final phase. The strong challenged Whale King Arlington!

In a moment of silence, from the side of Hong Li Empire, Scorching Fist Victor stepped out from the crowd. His gait was slow, his body hunched, appearing no different from a normal elderly man in his eighties. However, with each step he took, his momentum grew stronger, his body straightened more, and the brightness in his eyes intensified. Eventually, every step Victor took made the ground thunderously vibrate.

The earth trembled, causing many spectators’ feet to tingle.

Thud!

His gaunt feet struck the ground, causing it to collapse and cracks to spread rapidly.

Victor lifted his head, his gaze fixing on the black-clad youth from Yana United States camp: “Whale King Arlington… dare you come forth and battle me…”

His voice boomed like a great bell, ringing in everyone’s ears.

The tall man in black parted the crowd in front of him and slowly stepped forward. His face calm, his demeanor utterly relaxed.

For him, this battle seemed like a leisurely walk.

Whale King Arlington gave an imperious look, first glancing at the frail Victor, then at Jett in the Hong Li Empire camp. The man began to laugh loudly, “Has the Hong Li Empire run out of people to send an old man on the verge of death?”