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Chapter 620: Grand Peace

Translator: BigDonnyDon  Editor: EbonyFrost, BigDonnyDon

New Domination Fist! The user was dominating, but the fist was even more overbearing! This was a unique fighting technique where the spirit of domination was placed into the fists to kill opponents.

This was the technique that Linguan Skylan created to pay respect to Qian Zhanxuan. He was planning to ask for advice from Qian Zhanxuan to improve this technique even further during Zence New Generation Warrior and Mage Competition.

As soon as the New Domination Fist was used, Linguan Skylan’s spirit, energy, and aura reached the peak of his life. The presence, power, and visuals of this technique shocked everyone who was watching. Especially that beast-king-like roar! The soundwaves grew more powerful as the time went on. With the stepping forward, others felt like he was blowing the bugle of the counterattack, going against the momentum of the world.

At that moment, Linguan Skylan, who was now a half saint warrior, fought back fiercely. He wasn’t an ordinary half saint warrior.

There was a difference in strength between half saint warriors. Linguan Skylan had been accumulating power for many years, and his strength almost reached the peak for this level. He was only one step away from becoming a saint warrior, meaning that not many half saint warriors could battle him.

Linguan Skylan had powerful strength, and his warrior power and warrior soul were both high-quality. One of his punches could shatter a peak soul-power warrior.

Linguan Skylan was a half saint, but he was no different from a saint warrior in peak soul-power warriors’ eyes. They would be killed in battle either way.

The Thunder Lion King wasn’t planning to let Qian Jin regain control and the advantage in this battle; he wanted to finish Qian Jin in one go.

Seeing Linguan Skylan’s dominating counterattack and hearing the soundwaves, Qian Jin looked extremely calm. Like the tough stone standing at the peak of a mountain for thousands of years that remained unchanged, Qian Jin had no emotion on his face. There was no joy, no sadness, no anger, and not even the murderous spirit.

A series of warrior power rumbling noises were heard from his body. Under the empowerment of the warrior souls, the 108 energy reservoirs spun rapidly and sounded like many tornadoes were being created.

Qian Jin’s hands that were loosely holding the zhanmadao suddenly released the saber. Then, Qian Jin casually pressed down and lowered his center of gravity. As his clothes fluttered in the wind, he clenched his fist as if he were holding a hammer. It was the Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes that Qian Jin learned from Uncle Blake.

Linguan Skylan’s counterattack was from bottom-up like a griffin king who wanted to fly into the sky and break the stars. On the other hand, Qian Jin’s fists struck from top-down and enveloped the land.

Boom!

The two fists collided into each other.

Loud noises could be heard from Qian Jin and Linguan Skylan’s bodies. As if their bones were made of metal, their frames squeaked under the intense pressure. Also, it sounded like they were boats that were struggling in a storm on the ocean, and were going to fall apart.

Both warriors’ warrior powers were too strong. They intertwined with each other, and everyone could hear the noise.

Linguan Skylan, who broke into the Half Saint Realm at the critical moment, showed the power of the experienced masters of the younger generation. At a disadvantageous situation, he unleashed his half saint power and turned the table around.

Hearing the noises created by the two warrior powers, people suspected that these two warriors’ bones were going to break under this pressure, and they were going to collapse onto the ground.

Blue lightning energy rushed into Qian Jin’s body through his fist and saber, and some people thought that Qian Jin was going to be scorched by lightning.

Both Qian Jin and Linguan Skylan’s bodies didn’t collapse, and Qian Jin didn’t get scorched. In fact, he wasn’t even numbed by the high-voltage lightning energy.

Qian Jin’s fist pressed onto Linguan Skylan, and his shoulders dropped a little as he stepped forward instead of backing away, getting even closer to Linguan Skylan.

When the blue lightning energy entered Qian Jin’s body, it disappeared as if it was a pile of mud entering a giant lake. Qian Jin didn’t even feel any discomfort.

After drinking Volcano Potion many times, Qian Jin’s body was already extremely tough. He had more resistance compared to any other bloodline warrior on his level.

However, it wasn’t the resistance that was doing the job. After the lightning energy entered Qian Jin’s body, it felt like it returned to its home. It was extremely excited but didn’t cause any destruction. It simply merged with the Wind and Cloud Warrior Power.

Due to the appearance of the lightning energy, Wind and Cloud Warrior Power divided into two streaks of force. One was fast and rapid while the other one was free and scattered.

The lightning energy flowed between the two forces, and it gradually grew as the two forces rubbed against each other.

Wind, clouds…

Clouds move as the wind blew, and lightning was created while rain poured down.

The Wind and Cloud Warrior Power mimicked wind and cloud and their essences. Even if the lightning energy didn’t enter Qian Jin’s body today, the Wind and Cloud Warrior Power would create lightning energy on its own.

At this moment, Qian Jin realized why his master in Four Season Valley looked down at other warrior powers when talking about Wind and Cloud Warrior Power.

“So, this warrior power has its uniqueness that I never imagined.”

Qian Jin took half a step forward, and his fist that was hollow inside made it seem like he was holding a real hammer. As his shoulder rotated, he appeared to be using a hammer made of stars.

At this moment, it seemed like Qian Jin suddenly turned into another person. The sharpness that others hadn’t seen before appeared in his calm eyes and his stares were as sharp as Dividing Metal Multi-Chops. He looked like the god who controlled all the stars in the sky.

Linguan Skylan wasn’t the only person who broke through in this battle. Under the pressure of Linguan Skylan becoming a half saint warrior, Qian Jin seemed to have grasped onto a bit of inspiration, the inspiration that could connect Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes to the unnamed star fighting technique. With the two techniques becoming one, Qian Jin’s punch seemed completely different.

“What is this? How come my lightning energy isn’t working?” Linguan Skylan’s heart raced.

Pam Honzi’s eyes were shining. He directly used his Eyes of Innumerable Detection to dissect Qian Jin’s move, wanting to learn something.

In the last battle between Qian Jin and Pam Honzi, Qian Jin wasn’t the only person who obtained inspiration.

After experiencing so many life-and-death combats, Qian Jin’s moves gradually had a presence similar to that of Uncle Enlak and Uncle Blake. However, it was hard for Qian Jin to notice himself. Since he looked at grandmasters like Enlak and Blake, it would be hard for him to notice his changes unless they were drastic.

However, these subtle changes were apparent to grandmasters like Pam Honzi.

“For the first time, Qian Jin is roughly organizing and summarizing all the combat experiences that he had in the last while,” Pam Honzi thought to himself as he squinted his eyes.

This fist strike that organized and summarized Qian Jin’s experiences shocked the world.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The airflows spun and crashed into one another, and explosions sounded. Furious Lotus Fighting Technique created a giant lotus under Qian Jin’s feet, propelling him forward like a rocket.

Like a forging hammer and a meteor that was crashing down from outer space, Qian Jin’s fist enveloped the land.

Qian Jin’s fist smashed onto Linguan Skylan’s fist, and their forces rushed into each other’s bones.

Boom! It sounded like two giant metal cars had slammed into each other. If other people only heard the loud noise, they couldn’t believe that it was two fists colliding with each other. Instead, it sounded like two trucks that were carrying steel ran into each other on the highway.

After the two fists tightly pressed against each other, Linguan Skylan backed off nine steps before getting back the balance. He couldn’t believe it!

“This kid Qian Jin handled my New Domination Fist and even fought back fiercely!”

Pain! Linguan Skylan felt like his bones were really going to shatter. Qian Jin’s fist seemed to be harder than a warrior weapon; it was unbelievably tough.

Everything didn’t end there. The chilly energy in the fist was also terrifying. This fist strike seemed like one fighting technique, but it felt like it incorporated several techniques.

Especially the strange freezing flame warrior power. Linguan Skylan felt like his body was being frozen, yet he felt the burning power of the flames.

There was Icy Flame Warrior Power’s Absolute Zero, Latent Thunder, and a fire that carried a poison which corroded his energy connections, energy reservoirs, blood, and flesh. Linguan Skylan was frustrated as he felt like he was fighting with several people. He didn’t capture the first-move advantage and didn’t maintain the advantage that he just gained.

Linguan Skylan couldn’t believe that a young warrior like Qian Jin could use such a grand and imposing fist. The presence of this strike was filled with the murderous spirit, and it felt like an invincible troop that wanted to overturn empires.

At the critical moment, Linguan Skylan concentrated and threw all the surprise and doubt to the back of his head. The numerous experiences on the Human-Demon Battlefront almost helped him reach the level of Grand Peace, where he couldn’t be affected by anything.

In that split second, he spotted Qian Jin’s biggest weakness, and that was endurance.

In simple terms, Qian Jin had a level of explosive force that that far exceeded his warrior souls, and it could rival half saint warriors.

However, a ton of warrior power was required to maintain this level of combat strength.

Without the Half Saint Realm, Qian Jin didn’t have the warrior power volume of a half saint warrior. He could unleash half-saint-level strength for a moment, but he couldn’t last a long time.

Linguan Skylan adjusted the boiling warrior power in his body, and he returned the level of Grand Peace where he couldn’t be shocked by anything. He believed that he was only in a temporary disadvantage, and could successfully counterattack after he defended for a while so that Qian Jin’s warrior power would run out.

Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes! First Hammering Technique! Second Hammering Technique! Third Hammering Technique! Fourth Hammering Technique…

Qian Jin swung his fist and treated Linguan Skylan as a piece of tough iron. He already placed his zhanmadao, a grand and sharp warrior weapon, back into his warrior dimension. His goal was to kill his opponent. If he used the zhanmadao, his opponent might sense death beforehand and make the correct decision of pulling out of the battle.

Qian Jin raised his fist and smashed down before raising it again…

Like a blacksmith who could never feel tired, Qian Jin attacked without holding back once he obtained the real advantage. He showed everyone his complete offensive style, and his pent-up sadness and anger were all merged into the fist to be unleashed.