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Chapter 771 - 437 Willing to be an Ordinary Salariworker (5K for Monthly Pass)_2

Chapter 771: Chapter 437 Willing to be an Ordinary Salariworker (5K for Monthly Pass)_2

Cultist Luo Xiu chuckled wryly—how could he possibly know?

"I had never heard of this power before, and my knowledge of the Ember Academy was basically non-existent."

"Yes..."

Huang Zunzhe sighed, "It’s not just you. Even after consulting countless secret documents accumulated by our Flame Thunder Country, I failed to discover any force that matches the Ember Academy.

"So I surmise it’s a new power. However, the strength exhibited by the Ember Academy is somewhat beyond my expectations."

This made him wonder for a moment if the Ember Academy was a deeply hidden ancient power that had just emerged.

But could such an ancient and massive force emerge just to recruit some insignificant lackeys?

That’s simply impossible!

As for the idea that the Ember Academy had only been established recently and yet had cultivated one peerless talent after another, that seemed even more far-fetched.

Neither option seemed right.

Ruling out all impossibilities, nothing remained...

"Regardless of the Ember Academy’s origins, based on their hierarchy, a professor-level would definitely be far stronger than the previously encountered, already remarkable mentor-level myths."

"Does this mean, Venerable Huang, you believe the odds of victory are greater for the Ember Academy in this battle?"

Cultist Luo Xiu asked.

Huang Zunzhe shook his head, "Not necessarily. After all, the strength possessed by the Red Sand Lion far exceeds that of the Hand of Quicksand and the Wall of Yellow Sand. His caliber is not on the same level as the former two, and furthermore..."

Just at this moment, the third combatant from Ember Academy made an entrance, a young man in a black battle suit, wearing a black mask that covered his entire face.

So young.

Huang Zunzhe was certain, due to his exceptionally sharp eyesight, he wasn’t mistaken.

From the spirit, demeanor, posture, and many other aspects, he judged that Black Blade, although older than Xiao Huan, was still a young child.

"The information at hand is still not comprehensive enough to deduce everything, but I’m willing to wager that in this battle... the Red Sand Lion will win."

He was utterly convinced.

This was a tri-fold confidence drawn from experience, intuition, and discernment.

This time, he would not be wrong again!

...

"This Red Sand Lion is quite extraordinary."

In the distance, among the crowd, there were knowledgeable men starting to analyse and appraise.

The monkey-faced peddler was one of them.

He wasn’t spouting nonsense; it seemed he had secret channels, in possession of a myriad of classified information that commoners couldn’t fathom.

"To bear the name of a nation as his honorific title, Red Sand Lion Adola, is an indication of his power and status, and moreover..."

He chuckled mysteriously, "This Red Sand Lion has condensed a fourth strand of Divinity, surpassing the peak mythic status."

The bystanders were stunned.

Among them were the Six Senses, titled the Six Senses, and even nobles from grand nations, yet they were all bewildered.

"Isn’t condensing three strands of Divinity the complete fulfillment of mythic peak, qualifying one to assault the Demigod Realm? How could there be a fourth strand... hey, hey, you’re not blowing smoke, are you?!"

But the secrets previously revealed by the monkey-faced peddler couldn’t be false.

This was a peddler with real skills.

The burly man wearing a red turban glanced at him with astonishment—not so much at the ’existence of four strands of Divinity’ but at the ’knowledge of the fourth strand.’

The peddler’s face remained unchanged, "If the myth exists, naturally, a fourth strand of Divinity can be condensed. However... that is premium information. If needed, you can contact me afterward. The intelligence is guaranteed genuine, and the price is fair to all."

...

"The third encounter of the exchange and battle between the Red Sand Nation and Ember Academy is about to commence."

The referee from the Flame Thunder Country declared.

To the left, the Red Sand Lion’s muscles were tense, and his pupils seemed to flicker with a leonine divine light.

Derived from a chance opportunity, he learned an epic body-forging inheritance—Thunder Lion Body Forging. His rise from the myths of Red Sand Nation was also attributed to this.

Adola was very confident.

Yet facing the third Ember Academy contender, he dared not take it lightly. Bending his body, he tapped the ground lightly, and like an arrow released from a bow, he flew forth, stirring up winds and sands.

A kilometer’s distance, closed in an instant.

Adola unleashed a series of punches with the boxing technique from the Thunder Lion Body Forging, his figure creating afterimages in the air.

Boom——

His eyes blazed with light.

Fist met palm and the invisible shockwave spread out, kicking up a sky full of dust again.

Adola continued his barrage of punches, his form ever-changing.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom——!

Clashes rang out like drumbeats, each louder than the last.

Invisible impacts raised waves of dust like a raging sea, one wave crashing into the next with unbridled ferocity.

Yet, only the two silhouettes within the roiling dust, firm as rocks, remained in a few square feet, launching attacks, shifting stances, and receiving blows... In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a hundred moves.

Onlookers could only catch glimpses of fragmented shadows.

Boom——

After a punch connected, the Red Sand Lion used the force to retreat, his eyes shining brighter, and a thick fighting spirit nearly bursting forth.

"You’re quite powerful."

"In the Red Sand Nation, no myth has been able to withstand my close-range combat."

However, the short-lived skirmish, to put it accurately, found him at a disadvantage.

He was the attacker, constantly shifting and moving, yet Black Blade had remained stationary from the start till the end.

But then,

Adola forcefully slammed the ground, and the solid, fractured earth turned to mush.

From this mush, two figures arose.

Slowly taking shape, they turned into duplicates of the Red Sand Lion himself!

The three figures closed in simultaneously.

"These two avatars are a potent secret technique crafted by the Red Sand Lion, combining his own powers with a certain epic tradition! For a brief period, the avatars possess combat capabilities not inferior to his own body."