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Stepping forward, Ye Xuan’s aura grew more menacing and wild.

A confident smile played on his face as he spoke, “Qin Xian, I know you’re strong. When we fought before, I could sense that your strength attribute was over 1000 points! But now, my strength attribute has reached 1115 points! In other words… I’m stronger than you!”

With that, Ye Xuan launched himself forward, throwing a punch at Qin Xian. A shadow of a gigantic dragon appeared with his strike, blotting out the sky as if an apocalyptic dragon were descending upon the world.

The space in front of him shattered and twisted under the immense force.

[Dragon Blood Fist]: A single-target physical attack that summons a dragon’s shadow, dealing 40,000 points of physical damage and marking the target with the Dragon’s Intimidation state, increasing subsequent damage received by 50% for 120 seconds. Cooldown: 10 seconds.

This was the power of the SSS-rank Dragon God. All his abilities were on a completely different level from those of a Dragon God Apostle. Combined with Dragon Realm Descends, Dragon Blood Fist gained a direct 100% damage boost!

Ye Xuan’s face was filled with satisfaction. He was ready to use this one punch to smash that hated expression off Qin Xian’s face.

Boom—!!!

The dragon roared, the space fractured, and the devastating power shook the entire Dragon Realm with destructive force. But in the next moment, Ye Xuan’s smile froze.

Qin Xian stood before him, expressionless, stopping his Dragon Blood Fist with a single finger. He didn’t even lose a single point of health.

Ye Xuan’s punch didn’t even broken Qin Xian’s defenses!

Ye Xuan’s pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief. How was this possible? He hadn’t expected to kill Qin Xian in a single move, but he’d at least anticipated breaking his defenses and taking down over half his health. Yet it didn’t even scratch him!

Watching the bewilderment on Ye Xuan’s face, a trace of mockery appeared in Qin Xian’s eyes. He grabbed Ye Xuan’s arm, and with terrifying force, threw him into the air. Then Qin Xian shot upward after him!

Ye Xuan gritted his teeth, roaring in rage as he charged at Qin Xian once more. Qin Xian wielded a holy sword, his six angelic wings spread behind him, resembling an archangel, while Ye Xuan summoned a golden spear and clad himself in dragon-patterned armor, embodying the Dragon God.

Their forms moved at lightning speed, leaving trails of afterimages as they collided repeatedly. Each clash unleashed terrifying power, far surpassing that of a typical lord-class combatant. Even level-50 elites would likely find themselves outmatched.

Dragon Breath!

All Bow Down!

Fate’s Mandate!

Ye Xuan roared again and again, unleashing his skills, yet he grew increasingly frustrated as he realized none of them could touch Qin Xian.

Despite being only level 35, Qin Xian was an SSS-rank Oracle Knight, while he himself was an SSS-rank Dragon God. Ye Xuan couldn’t understand why his attacks were failing.

They were both top-tier SSS classes, and he even had a higher level. He’d acquired rare equipment from the Empire’s treasury, and his weapons weren’t any worse than Qin Xian’s. So why couldn’t he defeat him?

As Qin Xian maintained an air of ease and calm, Ye Xuan suddenly paused, a bitter expression overtaking his face as he glared at him. His body trembled as he growled, “You… you… you’re using me for practice?!”

In a sudden moment of realization, Ye Xuan saw that Qin Xian hadn’t even been fighting seriously. The skills he used weren’t even unique to the Oracle Knight class—they were simply common skills.

Qin Xian smiled faintly at the enraged Ye Xuan. “Correct.”

Indeed, he was practicing. With a strength attribute nearing 2000 points, far beyond the norm for a level-35 character, Qin Xian’s power was nearly ten times that of an average fighter of his level.

The high stats gave him incredible power, but also required fine control, as he wasn’t yet fully accustomed to such overwhelming strength.

In simpler terms, Qin Xian’s attribute points exceeded the level’s scope, making his body feel somewhat foreign to him. The data-based system allowed clear, straightforward stats, but mastery over one’s strength remained a vital skill for all warriors under the Divine Revelation Monolith.

If Qin Xian couldn’t control his strength, a simple handshake could end up crushing someone’s hand. It was a “fortunate” dilemma to have. Ye Xuan, then, was the ideal practice dummy.

Ye Xuan’s face darkened, feeling utterly humiliated. He had believed this would be a one-sided battle in his favor. Instead, he had become Qin Xian’s training tool.

He was a Dragon God—the same class as the Empire’s founding emperor, the legendary Wing Ancestor. This was an unimaginable insult to Ye Xuan.

“Come at me, Qin Xian!” Driven to rage and shame, Ye Xuan roared, activating his Dragon God form, transforming into a massive dragon and charging at Qin Xian with an aura of utter devastation.

Qin Xian’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “As you wish.”

With a focused gaze, he raised his holy sword, which blazed with an intense light. As he brought it down, the sword’s brilliance sliced through everything in its path, even cutting the Dragon Realm in two.

Along with the realm, Ye Xuan’s Dragon God form was also cleaved in two!

Ye Xuan screamed in agony as his Dragon God form shattered, his right arm severed by Qin Xian’s blade, and the holy light began to burn his flesh.

Pale-faced, Ye Xuan was filled with disbelief and fear, the confidence and pride he’d displayed at the start now gone. In a single strike, Qin Xian had nearly killed him.