King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 113 - 113 108 Victory and Defeat

Chapter 113: Chapter 108: Victory and Defeat Chapter 113: Chapter 108: Victory and Defeat As time passed, the fight escalated in intensity. The combative aura surrounding Swordsman Ron grew increasingly dazzling, gradually obscuring his figure. All that could be seen was a sphere of silver-white light surrounded by sword Qi.

The same was true for the Titan who had suppressed most of his power, thunder and storm swirling around him, his figure hidden.

From Muria’s perspective, he could only see a silver-white “sun” and a golden “sun” restlessly wandering in the sky, colliding with each other, and occasionally scattering some “rays”.

These “rays” sometimes sprinkled onto the ground when they collided, revealing their terrifying destructive power.

Towering, rugged mountains were cut in half, deep abysses appeared on the ground… mountains turned into hills, hills into flat land, and flat ground into basins.

With the clash of these two legends, the residual energy from their exchanges outright stripped away a layer of land before Muria’s eyes. The earth rapidly transformed, and in an instant, everything was vastly different.

Such is the terrifying power of legends.

…The silver-white “sun” fell from the sky once again, crashing into the perforated earth, “Boom!” The ground collapsed, rapidly sinking and expanding under the impact of the “sun”.

Soon, the kinetic energy produced by the falling silver-white “sun” had completely dissipated on the ground. This enormous impact resulted in a massive crater on the ground, and around the edge of the crater appeared mountains forming a ring due to the impact.

While the seismic activity from the impact was still unsettled, the silver-white “sun”, transformed from Swordsman Ron, took to the sky again, clashing with the golden “sun”, transformed from Titan Yashiburn. Sword energies crossed the sky, drawing numerous, hair-thin black space rifts, but these rifts vanished almost instantly, healing at an astonishing speed.

“Such a pity!” Seeing the stalemate in the battle, the Blazing Sky God Descendant, Sylvester, sighed softly.

“What’s a pity?” His brother Michaela looked puzzled.

“Being able to fight to such an extent with a Titan on the verge of stepping onto the Path to Epic under equal conditions, or even at a disadvantage, is enough to show his extraordinary talent, surpassing ten million ordinary people, transcending humanity, an equal to us.”

“So it boils down to talent.” Muria frowned. He despised this notion. He knew that Swordsman Ron was of humble origin without any backing. He would never have accomplished what he did today based solely on talent.

“With such combat power, what’s there to regret?” A Titan queried, “Among human legends, he is undoubtedly among the most powerful. Conventional human legends, even facing Yaxibeien suppressing his power, can’t compete.”

“I pity him for being a human.” The good-looking Blazing Sky God Descendant Sylvester, with luminous white skin like jade, emitting a soft white light, looked at the swordsman who had just slashed out a rainbow of sword energy that knocked Titan Yaxibeien flying.

“If he had been born into our Blazing Sky God race, with his talent, he would have a high chance of stepping onto the Path to Epic, becoming a majestic being comparable to gods.”

“Humph, a place in the Epic realm can’t be achieved simply by relying on talent.” A Soul Intent Level Titan heard this and retorted somewhat discontentedly.

“We are descendants of the Ancient Gods and do not find becoming Epics as difficult as you Titans do, we’re not the same.” Sylvester retorted nonchalantly to the Titans’ retort.

“Tch!” A Titan made a light sneering sound, but didn’t refute, acquiescing in Sylvester’s words.

“What’s the method for a Blazing Sky God to become an Epic?” Muria, looking at some of the smug-featured Blazing Sky God descendants, felt puzzled but couldn’t ask at the moment.

“Speaking of which, humans are truly a peculiar race. The strongest can lift the Divine Throne, becoming immortal gods, while the weakest are as insignificant as dust.”

“Indeed, the disparity between the powerful and weak is too vast. Sometimes I question whether they truly belong to the same race?”

…While Muria was listening attentively to the discussion about humans between the Titans and Blazing Sky God descendants, a Titan at the Peak of Soul Intent suddenly spoke up.

“This human is going to lose!”

“How so?” Muria looked up at the sky, under his gaze, the silver-white “sun” transformed from Swordsman Ron still shone brilliantly, not weaker than Yaxibeien’s golden “sun” in the slightest.

“Hmm, he’s going to lose.” Hearing this verdict, Sylvester nodded in agreement, “As a human, how long can the ‘Fighting Qi’ he cultivated sustain him in such high-intensity combat?”

Muria was taken aback. At present, Swordsman Ron and the legendary Titan Yaxibeien were evenly matched. Neither could suppress the other for a long time. They could only briefly gain the upper hand before being caught up shortly after.

Therefore, they were now in a battle of attrition. Whoever’s power was exhausted first would lose. Apparently, the human framerate with a maximum height of two meters, no matter how refined and compressed their “Fighting Qi” was, the total amount it could contain could never compete with that of a Titan. They were simply not on the same level.

“Swordsman Ron.” Muria, looking at the dark sky crisscrossed with Sword Qi, felt inexplicably depressed. In a daze, Muria saw that the dazzling silver sun, slicing out endless Sword Qi, seemed to have dimmed a bit and lost its previous brilliance.

“Human.” After Swordsman and Titan parted ways once again, Yaxibeien’s booming voice, like thunder, resounded, “How long can you hold on in this state?”

“…” The Combative Aura around the Swordsman, who had grown silent, was beginning to dim. He knew that he couldn’t win this battle. The near-god races recorded in the books, when confronted directly, their terror could be felt.

“What a pity, Ron.” Yaxibeien sighed slightly without getting a response, “You have fought me to this extent with a human body. You’re really amazing. Use all your remaining strength for this final blow.”

“Just one blow?” The Swordsman nodded, the Combative Aura covering his body immediately disappeared, his appearance returning to the ordinary state when he first appeared.

Contrastingly, his deep blue long sword began to emit a dazzling and bright silver-white light. This man was infusing all the remaining Fighting Qi in his body into the long sword.

“Exactly, just like that.” Seeing this familiar scene, Titan Yaxibeien started laughing loudly. The golden light leaking from his body due to his surging power also started to shrink, revealing his well-built, muscular body.

Just like Swordsman Ron, Yaxibeien infused his power into the heavy sword in his hand. The violent energy made the chains wrapped around his arm resonate loudly.

“Click!” “Click!”…Fine black space rifts, slightly thicker than hair strands, were appearing in the long swords tightly held by both. They spread out like a cobweb in all directions.

The Swordsman slowly raised his long sword. Silver-white light was extending from the sharp blade of his deep blue fine gold long sword. Soon, a hundred-meter-long giant light sword appeared under the gloomy sky of this devastated world, illuminating the surroundings.

The Titan carried the heavy sword horizontally in front of his chest. The massive and violent strength contained within the heavy sword was now in his hands, alongside a hundred-meter-long light sword wrapped in a storm and thunder.

A truly oppressive atmosphere spread out from these two legends. The heavy atmosphere was unbearable. The Black Mountains under the Titan, endowed with protection from the force of Epic Titan, fell into silence as the Titans and Blazing Sky God Descendant stopped debating, merely staring at the sky.

“With this kind of power, if it wasn’t for this mountain under our feet, I’d turn and run right now.” The Titan teenager Gerald next to Muria said with a serious face.

He was not joking. Gerald was indeed shocked by the two forces in the sky. His instincts were frantically warning him to stay away from these two powerful beings who had poured all their strength into preparing for the final blow.

“So do I.” Muria rubbed his somewhat stiff face. He could sense the terrifying power in the sky, capable of annihilating everything around. His primal instincts told him to run now, as far away as possible.

However, Muria’s reason told him that he should stay and witness this final blow. He believed in the power of the Epic Tycoon. This reshaped mountain would surely protect them from the aftereffects of this legendary battle.

Just as Muria suppressed his primal instincts, Swordsman Ron and Titan Yaxibeien swung their swords… At this moment, to Muria, the world lost its color. There were only those silver sword lights and the other golden sword lights left in the world.

“Boom!” The two sword lights collided. Then, a bursting sound, as if from the birth of the universe, rang out. Upon seeing this scene, Muria’s eyes swelled as if they were about to burst, and his Sea of Spirits was shaking violently. The diamond-shaped crystal magic model floating in his Sea of Spirits was on the verge of collapsing, making Muria feel dizzy.

“Roar!” A loud dragon roar sounded in Muria’s body, calming all the discomfort in him and stabilizing his turbulent Sea of Spirits.

Afterward, Muria opened his eyes. His dazzling golden Dragon’s Eye stared into the distance, trying to see the result of this final blow.

“Swordsman, Your Excellency!” Muria cried out in shock…

In the sky, a small figure in hemp clothes was falling, along with bursts of eye-catching fresh red blood. Nearby, a deep blue long sword, stained with drops of golden blood, spun and, with a “clatter,” plunged into the rough, gray land.

“Thud!” Muria uncomfortably watched this swordsman, who originated from common ancestry, crashing into the ground. However, unlike before, he did not bounce up and continue his fight with the Titan.

Did the Swordsman lose the battle?