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Meanwhile, the earth–shattering battle atop Divine Mountain raged on.

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Isabella stood atop a towering tree, gazing toward the mountaintop where kings clashed in an epic showdown. Her eyes gleamed with astonishment. “I once thought no one could withstand the savage tiger’s onslaught, yet here stands a man who can hold back the tiger while also fending off two other supreme

masters…”

Hearing her mentor’s admiration, Rosa–standing just behind her–felt her heart surge with excitement and admiration for Emmanuel,

As expected of the man who had bested her multiple times and became her brother’s master–the man she had fallen for.

Yet, despite her awe, her gaze toward the distant battle was tinged with worry. “Master, if this keeps up, I’m afraid Emmanuel will eventually tire himself out…”

Isabella nodded slightly.

Truthfully, when the fight began, she hadn’t believed Emmanuel could last more than thirty moves against the three masters–even with his incredible strength. After all, Yorick was renowned as one of the fiercest among the Seven Saints.

But now… they had exchanged over a hundred blows. noveldrama

Even Isabella couldn’t manage such a feat. And what stunned her most was that Emmanuel showed no clear signs of fatigue.

What incredible endurance…

It wasn’t just those atop Divine Mountain who were astonished–the battle had set the internet ablaze, creating multiple viral topics with viewers across Chanaea flooding social media with comments.

‘Now this is our nation’s true war god!‘

‘Chanaea’s greatest martial artists always live low–key. The loud and flashy ones are never the strongest!‘

‘Chanaean martial arts are invincible!‘

‘C’mon, Emmanuel, you can do this! All hail the Wolf Warrior! Shoiya has nothing on

Meanwhile, Shoiya’s largest social media platforms echoed with panic and disbelief.

‘What’s going on?! This Savage Martial Saint is supposedly the one who crushed our nation’s best, right? Even His Royal Majesty acknowledges his strength, so why is he struggling to win–even with two allies?!”

‘How could this happen? Sure, the Martial Saint is slightly fatigued, but still–three against one? This is shameful!‘

‘Is Chanaean martial arts truly as immovable as a mountain?‘

‘Is that young man really their war god? He’s still so young! Compared to him, it seems Shoiya’s martial prowess falls short…‘

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For all their rationalizations, these comments only surfaced after Emmanuel entered the fray. Before his appearance, most Shoiyans had believed Chanacans to be weak–after all, even Zen Master, once revered in Chanaca, was now considered old and frail.

Ethan, still held captive at the scene, hadn’t seen these online discussions. Yet, he knew in his heart that Emmanuel’s performance was a monumental morale boost for Chanaca.

Even those who bore grudges against Emmanuel couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of respect and awe. To face three of the world’s greatest fighters without fear–to hold his ground after over a hundred exchanges- how could they not admire such strength?

Roar!

Once more, Emmanuel unleashed the Twin Dragons‘ Ocean Rend technique of the Dragon–Breaking Palm, clashing with Yorick in a burst of thunderous force.

Both men were blasted backward from the impact, their power evenly matched.

But Gwain seized the opportunity. Drawing his flexible sword from his waist, he lunged toward Emmanuel’s flank with Whirling Tempest, his blade slicing through the air like a storm of razor winds.

“Master, watch out!”

“Emmanuel!”

“Emmanuel!”

Cries of alarm erupted from Mackenzie and her companions as their hearts leaped into their throats.

They knew how perilous this moment was. Few in the world could evade an ambush from Gwain, and Emmanuel was already locked in a life–or–death battle against three foes. To anticipate and counter Gwain’s strike in such dire circumstances was nearly impossible!

Emmanuel saw Gwain’s sword flash toward him–swift as the wind, fluid as rain–so unpredictable that even he, the undefeated war god, couldn’t fully decipher its movements.

In that case, he would meet it head–on.

Roar!

Twisting his body, Emmanuel countered with Mad Dragon’s Ascent, a reverse palm strike that sent a shockwave rippling through the air and forced Gwain to retreat.

Fortunately for Gwain, he had mastered the strange techniques of the Dragon Tome. Without that advantage, Emmanuel’s relentless strike would have cost him his life. Still, Gwain had no choice but to fall back, his eyes burning with frustration.

Even a child could see that he was no match for Emmanuel.

In truth, their difference in raw ability wasn’t that great–on paper, Gwain was only slightly inferior. But Emmanuel was fighting with an explosion of blood–fueled fury, pushing himself to nearly 200% of his normal capacity. If not for the Heart of the Sun sustaining him, even Emmanuel’s exceptional physique would have long since collapsed.

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Gwain, on the other hand, lacked such innate gifts. Worse still, he had been holding back, hoping to capitalize once Emmanuel and Yorick wore each other down. He hadn’t even unleashed his full strength. That was why, despite their three–on–one advantage, they still hadn’t managed to take Emmanuel down.

Phew! Beatrix, Nathan, and the others finally exhaled in relief. Yet Mackenzie’s heart remained gripped with anxiety. She could see it clearly–Emmanuel was like an engine running at maximum capacity for too long. At any moment, he could overheat, break down… or even explode.

What should I do? How can I help?

Mackenzie wracked her brain for a solution, cursing her lack of strength. If only she had begun training earlier–perhaps she could have stood beside her husband now instead of watching helplessly.

“Are you all ready, Miles?”

Meanwhile, Gautier stood to the side, eyes gleaming with anticipation.

While others only saw Emmanuel’s dominance, Gautier saw the cracks forming beneath that blood–soaked facade.

The moment Emmanuel faltered, he would unleash every fighter in the Grand Hunt Alliance, swarming him like wolves to tear him limb from limb.

“Hehe… Get ready to kneel and beg Mr. Tanner’s forgiveness, Lowe!”

Seizing an opening as Emmanuel clashed once more with Yorick and Gwain, Aora darted forward from behind, launching his signature technique–Crimson Phantom Claw!

Refined through the power of Dragon’s Reversal Essence, the technique was now deadlier than ever.

Aora was 120% confident this strike would be the end of Emmanuel. However, no amount of confidence could have prepared him for what happened next.

As if sensing the attack with a sixth sense, Emmanuel’s bloodshot eyes shot toward Aora–piercing straight into his soul.

Aora’s heart wavered for just an instant–an instant too long.

Before he could react, Emmanuel’s hand shot back, clamping onto Aora’s wrist like an iron vice.

It was a motion as natural as breathing, as instinctive as a newborn seeking its mother’s milk–an embodiment of the Art of Adaptability!

“Yaaagh!”

Without hesitation, Emmanuel twisted his hips and executed a textbook over–the–shoulder throw, hurling Aora through the air with raw, unyielding power.

It was a simple military judo technique from the Northern Region–deceptively basic, yet executed with the essence of martial arts‘ ultimate truth: Simplicity is the path to mastery.

Thud!

Aora crashed to the ground, gasping in disbelief.

“W–What… how is this possible?!”

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Watching from the sidelines, Chiara’s eyes widened in shock. Even with the evidence before her, she couldn’t believe what she had just witnessed.

She knew better than anyone how powerful Aora, Gwain, and Yorick were–each stood atop the martial world like three immovable mountains that countless warriors could only dream of surpassing. Yet here was Emmanuel–facing all three at once and still holding the upper hand!

This… This defies all logic!

Hidden in the shadows, Ezra could no longer remain seated.

As one of the Five Sages, he was not only a top–tier martial artist himself but also someone who had encountered countless masters over the years. Yet aside from that one person, he couldn’t think of anyone capable of defeating this blood–fueled Emmanuel alone.

Even though they stood on opposite sides, Ezra’s eyes reflected a hint of admiration.

What a rare genius… a martial prodigy of a kind unseen in a millennium. Such a pity… He is destined to fall today, especially when his very existence stands in the way of that godlike figure…

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