Superpower Mechanic: I Have Unlimited Ammo!
Chapter 325: That young man is a king-level!?

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: That young man is a king-level!?

Hearing Xilan’s self-introduction, Celia’s body shook with surprise and she exclaimed in a low voice, "Is he Xilan? The specially appointed National Guardian Sword Saint of the Delos Empire?"

Li Haotian watched Xilan and Bain’s retreating figures, confusedly asking, "Specially appointed National Guardian Sword Saint? Is he famous?"

Celia replied excitedly in a low voice, "Of course!"

"Sword Saint Xilan is one of the top warriors on the entire Arad Continent."

"He has been obsessed with swords his whole life, and fond of wine, breaking through to the king level at the age of thirty."

"Now, he should be thirty-seven years old, right? Even now, he’s definitely among the top tier of powerful warriors on the continent!"

Li Haotian was shocked, staring intently at the somewhat disheveled middle-aged swordsman.

A king-level expert, equivalent to a level 100 superpower on Blue Star.

This Xilan actually broke through to level 100 at thirty years old; his talent and power are terrifyingly strong.

What a remarkable Sword Saint Xilan!

Compared to him, my senior brother, who awakened the Illusion God profession "Sword Saint" but hasn’t even reached level 80, is simply incomparable!

Li Haotian’s expression became slightly grave.

When even such an experienced king-level warrior says that the plague on the dark elves’ side is not simple, this journey might not go as smoothly as I imagined!

The Arad Continent indeed has many strong figures!

He gently shook his head, giving Xilan and his group one last look before turning to walk in the other direction.

King-level powerhouses are indeed surprising, but for Li Haotian now, it seems... nothing much.

After all, it’s not one or two king-level powerhouses who have died at his hand.

Not to mention the king level, Li Haotian has also killed a senior-level expert, like that certain octopus!

Even Li Haotian’s new mount is a genuine king-level powerhouse, and it’s the kind that can’t be killed!

"Let’s go, Celia. We’ll head over to the dark elves’ side to find the Krent Alice mentioned, and see if there’s any useful information from him."

"Mm!" Celia agreed crisply.

She sneaked a glance at Li Haotian, her fair face slightly red, relieved to find Li Haotian seemingly indifferent, and then followed him in that direction.

"Hoo—Xilan-senpai is really outspoken, isn’t he?"

"I’ve only known Li Haotian for a day, how did it turn into me being his love interest? It’s definitely Bain’s influence, talking nonsense! Hmph!" Celia grumbled in her heart.

On the other side, Xilan, with his arm around Bain, returned to a makeshift tent before releasing him.

He turned around, gazing into the distance at Li Haotian and his party walking toward the dark elf camp, his eyes narrowed, casually asking, "Aganzuo, that young man, what do you think?"

A tall middle-aged man, clad in form-fitting leather armor and draped with a brown cloak, stepped out of the tent.

Frighteningly, this person had a giant sword strapped diagonally across his back, taller than he was!

He looked calmly at the receding Li Haotian as if pondering something.

After a while, he cautiously spoke, "Judging from the spiritual power fluctuations, this young man is only at the Great Grandmaster level."

"But strangely, he gives me a faint sense of threat, like a beast lurking in the abyss, extremely dangerous once it leaps out!"

Xilan’s eyebrows raised slightly, his gaze somewhat serious as he murmured, "If you have the same intuition, then this is not my illusion..."

Beside him, the young Imperial Sword Master Bain looked at them with shock, incredulously saying, "Master, Uncle Xilan, are you kidding?"

"That kid can pose a threat to experienced king-level warriors like you? How is that possible!"

"Your combat power is almost the pinnacle on the entire Arad Continent!"

"That guy looks about my age, at most in his twenties. How could he cultivate to the king level, or even senior king level at this age?"

Xilan’s eyes were also full of doubt and wonder as he lightly shook his head, "Logically speaking, it’s impossible for him to reach the king level at such an age."

"To brag a little, with Aganzuo’s and my talent, we are already exceptional across the continent."

"Finding someone with better talent and strength than us is indeed not easy."

"But that young man is peculiar; he seems aware of some hidden danger in me, yet remains very relaxed."

Xilan frowned slightly, "That strong confidence seems certain I can’t do anything to him, like a tiger entering a sheep’s flock, relaxed and free."

Bain hesitated, "This... could it be he simply doesn’t know Uncle Xilan’s true strength, so he feels confident and thinks he can handle it?"

Xilan pondered for a moment, shaking his head again, "No, it doesn’t seem like confidence from ignorance. Aganzuo sensed the same intuition towards that young man, confirming it further."

"Moreover," Xilan gazed at the gray-brown peculiar little beast beside Li Haotian, "have you noticed the pet following him? I always feel that little thing looks at me in a strange way, as if ready to rush forward and chew me to pieces at any time. It’s quite fierce."

Bain stared blankly at the shrunken version of Spitz, puzzled, "It’s just an odd dragon. When the Dragon Clan invaded our Arad Continent, due to their lascivious and violent nature, they left various strange and unruly odd dragons."

"Odd dragons’ nature is inherently fierce, so it’s not surprising, right?"

Aganzuo’s expression was serious as he said in a deep voice, "No, if facing ordinary people, being fierce is indeed not surprising."

"But it’s facing Xilan. With Xilan’s king-level strength, even if the aura is deliberately restrained, the hidden danger within him is not something a small odd dragon dares to covet."

Xilan nodded, "Indeed, the wisdom from the Dragon Clan bloodline can’t fail to sense this hidden danger."

"This...." Bain was instantly dumbfounded.

Aganzuo’s eyes flashed with various emotions of confusion, wariness, surprise, and more, as he muttered under his breath, "What a strange and mysterious youth. Where on earth did he come from?"

"Such a rising star of talent and strength, how come I’ve never heard of him on the continent before..."

Li Haotian led Celia into the dark elf camp, his eyes glinting with a playful smile.

Don’t forget, his God’s Eye View is still on.

Familiar with the Arad Continent’s languages now, Li Haotian can read lip movements on the Arad Continent.

He secretly teased himself, "Hey, if you had heard of me, I would instead be worried if you are some Demon Envoys planted on the Arad Continent!"