Chapter 183 All Things Come to an End, Part Three, Killing the Little Saint in the Late Stage

Chapter 183: All Things Come to an End, Part Three – Killing the Late-Stage Little Saint

Chu Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression unreadable. He had anticipated a challenge beyond the ordinary, especially at the "A+" level. The customary progression of battles typical of the "A" level wouldn't apply here.

The two Little Saints opposing him glowed eerily with blue ghost fire in their dark eye sockets, their auras cold and menacing. One wielded a knife and the other a sword. In perfect unison, they advanced, closing in on Chu Xiu with lightning speed from two different directions.

Chu Xiu's fighting spirit flared, and golden holy flames engulfed his body. He raised his arms skyward, conjuring a phantom mountain tens of thousands of feet high above him. With a thunderous roar, he hurled the mountain towards the swordsman clad in black, its massive force threatening to crush everything beneath it.

Despite the power of Chu Xiu's attack, the swordsman dodged with incredible speed. Meanwhile, the knifeman had reached Chu Xiu's left flank, his blade shimmering like autumn water, perfectly honed with lethal intent aimed straight at Chu Xiu's neck.

Chu Xiu's face remained impassive, his eyes sharp as he predicted the trajectory of the incoming blade. With a deft movement, he raised his left hand, his golden index finger lightly tapping in a precise, counteracting motion.

Zhenwu Thirty-Six Styles, Zhenwu·Break.

The clang of metal rang out as the knife was blocked, sparks flying and a shockwave rippling across the arena. Chu Xiu was forced three steps back, while the knifeman only took one.

A collective gasp filled the air.

Meng Tao couldn't help but shudder at the sight, placing himself in Chu Xiu's shoes. He knew he wouldn't have been able to parry such a strike. Facing the combined assault of two Little Saints seemed an insurmountable task.

Bai Susu's eyes sparkled with admiration. "So strong, he rivals even the legendary Nine Forbidden Realm!"

The battle escalated in intensity, with Chu Xiu embodying the ferocity of an undefeated god of war. Despite the relentless siege by the two Little Saints, he remained composed. The pressure was mounting, yet it hadn't reached his limit.

"Time is nearly up," Chu Xiu thought, wondering if a seventh stage would follow. He decided it was time to end it. He struck the swordsman with a powerful punch, while above him, the Immortal King Lin Jiutian mirrored his actions, intensifying the impact.

Seizing the moment of their shock, Chu Xiu grasped the Tyrant Sword Canglong, channeling his true energy, sword intent, and holy blood into the blade. The sword turned a menacing blood red, its aura chilling as he approached the swordsman.

"Everything is over," Chu Xiu declared, slashing out in a swift, decisive movement. The swordsman attempted to block but was too slow. He was cleaved in two, his form disintegrating into black mist upon striking the ring's light barrier.

With one opponent down, the second was soon overwhelmed by a barrage of Chu Xiu's Zhenwu techniques, succumbing after the 27th move.

Silence descended below the ring. Meng Tao's lips quivered as he uttered, "Monster... This man is a monster."

"Why is he so formidable? What grants him such strength?" pondered the Holy Son of Yaoguang, his thoughts echoing the disbelief that surged through everyone present.

Even Bai Susu, who had seen many wonders, felt this was beyond legendary. "Could it be a tale for the ages?"

Just as the audience began to relax, the stage shifted, signaling the start of the seventh round. A figure wielding a long sword stepped forward, his aura surpassing all before him—an eighth-level Little Saint.

The crowd was dumbstruck, the atmosphere tense with disbelief.

"It's unheard of! This isn't just a test; it's a trial by fire!"

Chu Xiu steeled himself, feeling the weight of the new challenge as his opponent raised his sword, unleashing waves of deadly sword energy. The sword intent was so refined it had transcended mere technique to become an embodiment of the Tao itself.

Unable to directly counter such power, Chu Xiu relied on the agility of the Xing character's secret to evade the relentless attacks.

Eyes narrowed, Chu Xiu braced himself. "Let's push my limits and see if I can vanquish even you."

As he muttered, blood surged around him, heralding the rise of an epic confrontation.