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Rain slammed from the sky like a war drum as Grayson unleashed a mighty punch. With that strike, an eerie brilliance of three intertwining colors ignited the heavens, streaking the sky like a warped tricolor aurora–like a spectral trident piercing the clouds. The sheer force of the blow blasted a path through the curtain of rain—a narrow rift, just wide enough for a man to pass–driving with unstoppable momentum toward the Tai Chi Diagram shimmering before Leander.
A deep, resonant vibration exploded through the air as sheer force met immovable defense- an audible shockwave rolling outward like a sonic boom.
The full–strength strike of Grayson’s Trinity Convergence’s Death Fist, its lethal intent unrestrained, came down with the force of a collapsing mountain. All of it struck against that calmly hovering Celestial Tai Chi Diagram, which held its ground with an almost ancient stillness.
Leander never wavered, though. His right hand remained calmly outstretched, his eyes placid as still water–unmoved by the force coming at him. And incredibly, that fierce, momentum- fueled second–stage punch… was halted in its tracks by the Tai Chi Diagram, unable to breach even a step forward.
“A mere trick like that to block my strike? Laughable. Break–now!” Grayson gave a cold sneer as he watched his fist stall mid–strike.
His inner strength surged like a storm breaking free, and the tricolored radiance surrounding his fist suddenly erupted, doubling in scale and intensity. The once–stable Tai Chi Diagram wavered, its balance shattered by the ferocity of his renewed assault.
Slowly but relentlessly, it was driven backward, trembling under the weight of Grayson’s might, inching closer to Leander.
Even Leander, composed as ever, felt the shift. His feet quietly slid half a foot back across the stone platform–just inches away from the precipice behind him.
A single step more, and he would plunge into the bottomless chasm below. “Give it up, Leander. This mountain–Glidewing–shall be your grave.” Grayson’s roar shook the heavens, his confidence boiling over. “And my second stage Death Fist will be your executioner p>
His Trinity Convergence strike had once been so fearsome that even the mighty Gareth wouldn’t dare meet them head–on. Now Leander, bold or foolish, had walked straight into his tempo–into his trap.
But this was no longer the raw, volatile force it once was.
After more than a decade of relentless refinement, Grayson had achieved complete mastery.
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His power didn’t follow rules anymore–it bent them. He wielded it with perfect intent and boundless confidence.
Had Gareth himself been standing here today, Grayson believed there was a real chance–forty percent–that he would walk away victorious. So, what threat could Leander pose? He’s still green and unrefined, still missing the edge that only time could sharpen?
“If Leander falters beneath Grayson’s onslaught, it’s over!” Roman stood calmly, hands clasped behind his back, yet the subtle flicker in his gaze betrayed the tension he felt.
As he watched Leander steadily retreat under the crushing force of Grayson’s assault, he could already see the tide of battle shifting–inevitably–toward Grayson. This was the man they once hailed as the “Emperor of Jade” and “The Undefeated“, whose fists had once cowed half of Astria’s elite into silence. A force of nature, not merely a warrior.
Now, as the battle teetered on the edge of ruin, Yvette and Madeline could hardly breathe. Their eyes clung to Leander’s silhouette, now perilously close to the precipice. A single misstep -a half–foot back–and there would be no miracle. Only the void below, and the brutal finality of the fall.
“Hmph!” Most believed Leander had already reached the edge–one more breath, and the storm would break him. But just as the tension crested, a grin broke across his face. “So this is it, Grayson? This is the extent of your power?” A cold brilliance flickered in his gaze. In a single, fluid motion, he flipped his palm. “Aegis of Duality–Celestial Inversion p>
With his hand extended, he gave it a gentle twist. The black–and–white Tai Chi Diagram that had looked seconds from collapse began to whirl with renewed fury. What once seemed like a failing shield now surged with impossible momentum–reclaiming balance and reversing pressure. In that instant, Grayson’s face twisted with disbelief. The devastating force he had unleashed was unraveling, thread by thread, as if an unseen hand was stripping it of power. What once roared like a storm now faded to a whisper.
“W–What sorcery is this?” he muttered, a tremor in his voice.
No answer greeted him–only Leander stepping forward with quiet resolve.
Then, the Tai Chi Diagram beneath his control exploded outward like a silent star going nova. Grayson’s tri–colored killing force, once roaring toward its target, now buckled as if gravity itself turned against it. It was pulled in–consumed, erased–like starlight devoured by a singularity. In the blink of an eye, his attack was gone–vanished without a trace–lost to the rain and silence.
A wave of astonishment rippled through the crowd, erupting into gasps and cries of disbelief. What they had just witnessed defied every expectation.
Moments ago, Leander had seemed spent, his defenses faltering, his fate all but sealed beneath the crushing force of Grayson’s renowned strike. And yet–in the span of a heartbeat—the tide
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had turned. How had Leander seized control so decisively? How had he not only withstood the legendary Trinity Convergence strike, but obliterated it entirely?
Even Grayson stood stunned, eyes wide, his posture locked mid–motion. He, too, was at a loss. None of them could’ve possibly understood what they’d just witnessed. The Aegis of Duality Leander had conjured was no ordinary defense–it was forged from Nirvana Energy, a technique of his own invention with a devastating core function: deconstruction. Every ounce of destructive force hurled his way wasn’t merely blocked–it was absorbed, unraveled, and obliterated from within. No matter how overwhelming the assault, his shield could consume it whole, dismantling it at its core.
In the crowd, Tsaric’s gaze sharpened with newfound awe. Though he’d walked the path of the sword for over half a century and clashed with masters beyond count, never had he seen a skill so elusive, so beyond conventional comprehension.
“What… What martial technique is that?” Grayson finally asked, his voice laced with disbelief and a rare trace of fear.
Leander gave no reply.
Instead, his fingers curled inward, each joint cracking with deliberate finality–like the calm before a storm. “You’ve had your chance,” he finally said in a voice devoid of emotion. “Now it’s mine!” With a single stride, he vanished from his spot. In a blur, he crossed the wide expanse between them, leaving only a single stone pillar standing between predator and prey.
Grayson’s instincts flared like lightning. Sensing the shift in danger, he struck out first, hoping to disrupt whatever power was building. “Second stage Death Fist–Titan Force!” he bellowed, his voice splitting the air as his fist tore forward like a divine decree.
The moment his strike erupted, the skies over Glidewing Mountain darkened, and a crimson hue swept over the central valley like a blood–drenched curtain. A monstrous fist–shaped force -larger than a war elephant–came crashing forward with the might of a colossus, shaking heaven and earth.
Stone pillars ahead shattered like fragile branches, exploding into rubble. The torrential downpour was split open by the sheer pressure, creating a violent corridor through the rain. Raindrops scattered like shattered glass, driven outward by the shockwave–like the eye storm tearing through the mountainside.
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Amid the chaos, Leander stood motionless at the storm’s eye, his gaze detached, cold as steel. With effortless grace, he lifted his arm and drove it forward in a sweeping motion that seemed more like a dance than a strike. “Soulbreaker!” What followed was not thunder or flame, but a sudden flicker of blue light–a whisper of death streaking through the rain like a ghost. Then the air shifted. Winds howled. And within the storm, that ghost–light gathered form, condensing into a glowing azure fist that hurtled forward, locked on Grayson like a predator unleashed.
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From the sidelines, Theresa’s eyes widened in a flash of clarity. Her lips parted as her heart lurched with recognition– this was the same devastating strike that had felled Alek in the Tardide Valley! As Leander’s fist cut through the air, the rain around him seemed to lose its weight, growing faint and scattered. An eerie blue hue surged across his arm before dissolving into an unseen force that rippled outward, silent but devastating!
In the heart of the valley, the very atmosphere turned volatile. Storm winds screamed through the chasm as two colossal energy imprints–each the size of a building–crashed into one another with unstoppable momentum.
The sky itself seemed to tear as the shockwave from the impact rippled in every direction. Onlookers braced themselves against the blast, their footing shaken by the trembling earth.
Around the dueling figures, a dozen towering stone columns couldn’t withstand the pressure. One after another, they detonated like explosives, exploding into a storm of debris and shards that scattered like shrapnel across the battlefield.
Power rippled outward in waves as the clash between the two titans reached its peak. Light— one hue a blazing crimson, the other a chilling blue–surged and twisted, consuming the air around them in a furious maelstrom.
The rain, once relentless, no longer fell; instead, it was pulled into twin streams by the intensity of their energy, forming a stark divide across the battlefield.
Water spiraled around the converging force of their strikes, forming a breathtaking, almost otherworldly display that dazzled the eyes of every onlooker.
Grayson’s confident façade began to crack. He could feel it in his bones–his most powerful strike, delivered with deadly precision, wasn’t just stopped. It was unraveling.
The intent to kill that had been embedded in every layer of his attack was now being stripped away, dismantled piece by piece under the weight of Leander’s unshakable defense.
Around the valley, the stunned spectators watched as the blue phantom fist wavered–barely a tremor—before the rain–slicked air detonated outward. The downpour split apart, and the crimson energy that once seemed unstoppable was crushed beneath a rising tide of azure brilliance. Then, in a single heartbeat, the red force disintegrated, while the surging blue blast burst forward like a divine spear, streaking unimpeded toward Grayson.
“No… that’s not possible!” His pupils shrank in disbelief.
But by the time realization dawned, it was too late. Leander’s devastating Soulbreaker punch was already upon him, faster than thought, sharper than fate. And for the first time in his
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decades of unchallenged supremacy in Astria–across countless victories and vanquished foes -Grayson felt something alien stir in his core.
It was the dread of death.
Even when Gareth bested him long ago, the outcome had been close. This was a moment of reckoning he had never imagined.
Just as the brilliant blue punch was on the verge of striking, a deafening bellow tore through the heavens like thunderclap over stone.
In that split second, Grayson’s upper garment erupted, disintegrating into countless shreds that fluttered into the storm like ash. What lay beneath was no ordinary flesh–his torso glowed with an unnatural sheen, as though he had been forged from molten bronze.
The cerulean fist mark struck squarely against his chest, and the impact let out a deep, resonant boom–but he didn’t budge. He stood like a statue, untouched by the force that should have sent him flying.
Around the battlefield, gasps rippled through the crowd. Roman and the others stared in stunned disbelief, voices rising in a mix of awe and dread. “Is that… the Immortal Diamond Skin? From the Western Buddhist Sect p>
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