Chapter 1089 A Breakthrough
On the giant screen beneath Mount Fuoco.
In the live broadcasts across the world’s majorworks.
Once again, the billowing dust, stirred by the sword aura, obscured the view.
However, the tens of millions of spectators in Sakurania had already begun celebrating.
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They firmly believed that the invincible Blossomfall de, in the hands of the legendary Sword Saint, would be utterly unstoppable and create a miracle.
Yet, the top martial arts leaders of Sakuraniare
grim expressions<b>; </b>their brows tightly furrowed.
When Master Elijah had to unsheathe the Blossomfall de, the difference between him and Robin became even more apparent.
Daphne, Rita, and Vera were on the verge of breaking from tension.
If Robin failed to withstand Master Elijah’s strike, Mount Fuoco would be his final resting ce.
The path of vengeance for the Dragon Manor woulde to an end.
Worse, Draconia’s honor would suffer.
The Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Pce might, in their fury, cast off their battle robes and march into Sakurania, raising the de of vengeance for Robin!
Atop Mount Fuoco.
Amidst the swirling sand and wind, the a martial spirit.
oment Elijah swung his battle de, he seemed to be possessed by
The world–shaking aura of the Sword Saint erupted in full force!
The Blossomfall de truly lived up to its name as the king of des.
Infused with Master Elijah’s indomitable will, it was <b>as </b>if the de God had descended, filling the skies with murderous intent.
Elijah gripped his sword with both hands, meeting Robin’s thunderous, sky–splitting strike head–on. With a forceful sweep, he deflected the violent edge. Then, twisting midair, he shed horizontally toward Robin’s midsection.
The silver de radiance reflected the blistering midday sun, adorning the storm–ravaged peak of Mount Fuoco in dazzling, chaotic brilliance!
Before Master Elijah even swung his cold and imposing de, its intent had already shed toward Robin’s waist the moment the thought took form.
This strike embodied Master Elijah’s entire martial will–where the de’s intent reached, killing intent surged!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
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The Blossomfall de shed against Robin’s raw fist force, erupting in an earsplitting explosion.
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The impact shook this sacred training ground, silent for 30 years, igniting an earth–shattering fervor.
The four–foot Blossomfall de was indeed extraordinary.
Its sweeping might was worthy of the world–renowned glory it had once amassed.
Faced with Master Elijah’s seamless fusion of man and de in a fierce<b>, </b>merciless strike, Robin dared not be careless–he had no choice but to sidestep the oing icy de intent.
The icy de light flowed effortlessly, surging up and down, stirring countless flickering illusions.
It shook Mount Fuoco, which had stood for millions of years, to the brink of copse, unable <i>to </i>bear the weight.
Robin had just dodged the first sweeping de when Elijah’s second attack came surging in.
Where the de struck, nothing
remained alive–man and de became one!
In the span of a single second, the Blossomfall de had already shed 19 times!
The zing midday sun remained fierce; the raging western wind howled unrestrained.
The de’s silver radiance interwove into dazzling halos<b>, </bpletely engulfing Robin in its brilliance<b>. </b>
Then–boom!
Robin’s fist struck out–its force colliding with the relentless flurry of de light, erupting in a deafeni sh of steel.
The air trembled violently as his punch shattered the blinding curtain of de light,unching straight toward Master Elijah’s face!
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Suddenly startled, Master Elijah tilted his neck to the side.
The razor–sharp fist wind sliced through his long, flowing hair at mid–length!
Under the dazzling sunlight, countless silver strands burst into the air, scattering in the icy wind.
Had he dodged even a fraction of a second slower, Robin’s punch would have torn straight through Elijah.
This strike was as powerful as a meteor descending from the sky, engulfing everything in its path and dwarfing even the tallest mountains and vast rivers.
Facing the Sword Saint head–on would have reduced any ordinary martial grandmaster to ashes.
Elijah was, after all, a Sword Saint–level grandmaster of the supreme Northern Star Sect, his martial prowess having reached the pinnacle of perfection.
With the legendary Blossomfall de in his grasp, he barely managed to hold his ground against the monstrous killing intent emanating from Robin.
In an instant, the Blossomfall de’s main goal changed. It flowed smoothly through a series of top–level attacks, including lifting, thrusting, intercepting, blocking, crashing, sweeping, guiding, and entangling. All of these attacks were done at the highest level.
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Light as drifting clouds, swift as a soaring dragon.
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Advancing and retreating with divine agility, a single swing could sever mountains and rivers for miles.
Like a raging tornado, his relentless strikesbined offense and defense, weaving between feints and advances–forcefully devouring half of Robin’s ferocious fist wind.
Then, everything came to a sudden halt. Master Elijah gathered all his inner strength and struck with a single sh, cleaving down upon Robin’s blocking fist wind.
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A resounding sh, like an ancient bell tolling through the ages, shook even the dormant magma of Mount Fuoco, causing it to bubble and churn, ready to erupt!
This was their first direct sh. It was a collision of pure power.
As the de shed fiercely with the fist wind, both fighters were instantly forced apart–sliding backward ten meters in opposite directions, leaving behind deep, trench–like footprints carved into the mountaintop.
Robin finally nodded toward Master Elijah. “That strike was worthy!”
It was the first time in his life he had encountered a truly formidable opponent.
Elijah’s eyes flickered with shock. Suppressing the blood surging in his chest, he forced out a rare, respectful smile.
For a warrior who had never tasted defeat, a formidable opponent was nothing less than a stimnt.
After experiencing Master Elijah’s fierce and unyielding strike, Robin’s blood surged with exhron, his heart pounding with battle fervor.
He took a deep breath, his gaze shing with an unshakable determination to fight. “Master Elijah,e again!”
The moment the words fell, his body followed his will, and with breathtaking speed, he unleashed another strike.
This punch carried the raw, ancient might of the ages–vast and boundless.
It was like the slumbering dragon of eternity, suddenly awakening from cons of dormancy, soaring straight into the heavens!
The roar of a deep, resonant dragon shattered through time, piercing across the ages and transforming the clear sky above Mount Fuoco into a swirling tempest of clouds and mist.
Facing Robin’s prehistoric punch that traversed millions of years, Elijah gathered all the glory of the Northern Star Sect since its founding onto the Blossomfall de and charged forward to meet the attack!
As the de’s intent emerged, it instantly shifted through countless shes of de light until it transformed into thousands of piercing points, enveloping the entirety of the fist wind.
Yet, this strike held no sharpness<b>. </b>It was soft and fluid, like a gentle mountain spring–warm and serene.
At this level, the principles of the swords had transcended all form–limitless, boundless, free.
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Boom! Boom! Boom!
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The intent of the de shed with the force of Robin’s punch once more, sending a reverberating sound across the heavens.
Master Elijah staggered back several steps, his feet carving two deep imprints into the earth.
Robin’s strike had once again shattered everything Elijah had believed.
He finally understood that all techniques and doctrines were meaningless.
<b>A </b>true Grandmaster had already be one with the heavens and the earth, merging entirely with the weapon in hand.
At this level, even the most supreme de intent, martial arts, and cultivation were nothing but dust before him!
Thirty years of waiting, 30 years of enduring the elements, 30 years of hardship in seclusion–all for this one moment to pierce through the veil of illusion!
Now, he had seen it!
Master Elijah looked at Robin, gripping his battle de even tighter. His voice burned with conviction, “Come on!”
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