I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

The strike was so ferocious and forceful that it wouldn't have been surprising if Otogirusu had been smashed into a pulp. Many spectators gasped and covered their eyes, unable to watch any further.

Meanwhile, in the arena, Xue Jing did indeed slightly furrow his brow.

It was that feeling again...

Previously, when he had first encountered Otogirusu, they had fought once.

Back then, he had hit her with his most powerful combination technique at the time, "Flame-Colored Rainbow·Thunder Plough Hot Blade," but he felt no sensation of actually striking something solid, as if he had touched a mass of fog with no substance.

And it was the same this time.

He remembered that Otogirusu had called the move—

"My Style·Undying Smoke."

From within the dust, Otogirusu stood up, looking towards Xue Jing with her narrow and seductive eyes gleaming with thrill and intoxication:

"It hurts (that really hurts)."

Blood trailed from the left side of her head, spreading to her chin.

"More... give me more pain."

"Only then, will the final fruit become sweeter and sweeter..."

"Come on, Xue Jun!!"

Otogirusu's blood-red lips stretched into an exaggerated smile, her expression as excited as if she were high on drugs.

The next moment, a hand grabbed her face, lifting her high like a little cat, and then smashed her down to the ground with force.

With her head still in grasp, Xue Jing started to plough the ground, the hard floor cracking like soft soil, a deep ravine trailing behind them while stones shattered and burst to the sides with cracking sounds.

"Heh... hehehe hehe haha."

Otogirusu laughed maniacally, the long sword in her hand flipping, with a colorful radiance emerging.

"My Style·Night Branch!"

The long sword swept through the void, its tip aiming for Xue Jing's torso.

But before she could act, Xue Jing was a step ahead, tossing her by the head into the air.

The sword stabbed into empty space, the colorful Qi Force bursting from the tip and striking the Repulsion Membrane. After a brief pause, it actually pierced through the membrane and flew towards the sky.

Flipping in mid-air, Otogirusu sheathed her sword, looking down at Xue Jing below her.

There was a huge sword wound on his chest, his clothes torn and ragged, injuries all over his body, making him appear quite a sight.

But at this moment, for the first time since the fight began, Xue Jing felt a sense of crisis.

"Suzao Style Secret Technique—"

"Deity Slaying Strike!"

Instantaneous Thousand Cuts·Deity Slaying Strike!

Described by Wu Youqing as a "watershed" technique, one would be instantly killed if their strength was below its level, leaving no room for struggle, the ultimate absolute offense.

Xue Jing's eyes glinted.

Layer upon layer, over a hundred different slashes, as if over a hundred Otogirusus were simultaneously attacking him, came slashing across.

This was the realm of "Hundred Cuts."

Even a Limit-Breaking Grandmaster would have to furrow their brows and be fully alert in the face of the Deity Slaying Strike unleashed by Otogirusu's Blade That Never Dulls.

It was a strike that surpassed his current realm, a thoroughly overleveled secret technique.

Xue Jing had many methods to deal with this move: he could hide within the body of the Nonexistent Beast, or use Shadow Transformation Elementalization, and defensive techniques like Shadowflame Wrap Armor combined with Golden Scales Transformation and Seal Cloud Tail could also forcibly withstand it.

But at this moment, his only response was to meet it with the same caliber of martial arts!

Skin, Flesh, Tendons, Bones, Blood all in motion, the sound of a Dragon's Chant resonated through the heavens.

"Roar—!!"

His silver-white pupils were indifferent and scornful, his Unparalleled Fist surging against the tides.

"Eye-Dotting!"

Condensed into one point, reaching the pinnacle!

A pale golden True Dragon phantom emerged above his fist, roaring as it swept towards the blade storm above.

As the Hundred Deity Slaying Strikes clashed with the True Dragon Eye-Pointing Fist in the void, the dragon scales shattered, and the blade lights dissipated. During the clash of the two ultimate skills, Xue Jing didn't pause. With a 'buzzing' sound, he trailed a colorful tail of flame as he swiftly turned towards Otogirusu in the sky.

His right hand formed into a blade, and after advancing to Army Master, thanks to the All Weapons Mastery effect, he was no longer merely using his hand in place of a blade, but truly "turning the hand into a blade"!

In a flash of brilliance, the Full Moon rose high, and countless Silver Cherry Blossoms followed in descent.

Amidst the beautiful and dazzling scene of sword light and dragon shadow, the Full Moon and Silver Cherry Blossoms, Xue Jing appeared behind Otogirusu.

"Chitchitchit—"

The dense sound of blades slicing flesh erupted, as countless fine cuts burst open across Otogirusu's body, matching the number of Silver Cherry Blossoms falling from the sky.

"Hmm—"

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Otogirusu Suzuka whimpered, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth as she fell from the sky to the ground.

Xue Jing also landed, slowly walking over to where Otogirusu Suzuka lay on the shattered ground, looking down at her from above, and said softly,

"Suzuka, you have done your best."

Otogirusu Suzuka slightly lifted her gaze towards Xue Jing.

Her disheveled hair cascaded down, and her beautiful face, adorned with blood, showed a hint of frailty that evoked a sorrowful beauty, prompting pity.

Yet her expression was one of intoxicated satisfaction, as if she had finally had her fill after a long hunger.

But there was also a deep sense of regret; even though she was full, she had not gotten what she truly desired.

"I've lost, Xue Jun."

She extended her jade-like slender palm, gently catching a falling silver cherry blossom.

"You really didn't disappoint me... completely out of reach."

As she spoke, a hint of pity appeared in Otogirusu Suzuka's eyes as she looked at Xue Jing.

"Xue Jun, in the future, you will surely become an unmatched strong fighter, won't you?"

"Sooner or later, there will be no one's back for you to see ahead of you."

"But, being unmatched in strength must be a very boring thing."

"To keep you from getting bored, I will always be chasing after you, don't worry."

Her tone was extremely gentle, like the soft, whispering words of a lover.

Xue Jing's mouth twitched: "Please don't, I'm really scared of you now."

The referee's whistle sounded.

"The battle is decided!!!"

The commentator yelled excitedly.

"The new hero from a foreign land, as expected, still lies defeated before the invincible Demon King!"

"Competitor Xue Jing continues his dominant performance since the beginning of the competition, taking the final champion's battle!"

"This is the beginning of a legend, let us applaud and celebrate, the undoubted champion of this U19 Unlimited Elite Fighting Tournament, has been born!"

"Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap——"

An unprecedented applause that nearly overturned the entire Super Arena erupted, sounding like thunderous drums, continuing for a long time.

The cheers and roars of two hundred thousand spectators combined into a thunderous wave of sound.

Gradually, all the cheers synchronized into one voice.

"Xue Jing——Xue Jing——Xue Jing!!"

Fireworks exploded, and golden streamers sprayed out from various mechanisms, filling the entire Super Arena with a rain of gold, contrasting with the falling silver cherry blossoms.

Countless cameras and photographers pointed at Xue Jing, with flashes going non-stop, as if trying to capture this young phenom into their devices.

Competing players in the players' observation area clapped, their eyes revealing astonishment.

Xue Jing looked around, all the flowers and applause were there solely for him.

He originally thought that winning the championship would be effortless and that he wouldn't feel much, but when the moment came, he was still overwhelmed by emotion.

Rarely deviating from his cool demeanor of only focusing on the competition, he raised his palm and waved to the audience in every direction.

Whichever side he waved at erupted with even more enthusiastic applause and cheering.

After waving to the audience from every direction, Xue Jing's gaze turned to Otogirusu Suzuka who still lay powerlessly on the ground.

He sighed softly and extended his hand toward her, smiling helplessly, "So, can you still move?"

Otogirusu Suzuka replied with a smile, lifting her hand to grasp Xue Jing's, and with his pull, she was helped to her feet.

"ありがとう (Thank you), Xue Jun."

The post-match camaraderie earned a round of applause from countless spectators.

As Otogirusu Suzuka stood up, she seemed severely wounded and overly weak, suddenly staggering forward...

She ended up collapsing into Xue Jing's arms, her head buried in his neck, and her bloodied lips left a strawberry mark on his collarbone.

"Uh..."

The audience's applause suddenly quieted down, staring in astonishment. Experience tales at empire

Xue Jing froze, receiving the most severe injury since the U19 tournament began.

He stiffly turned his head to look at Otogirusu Suzuka.

Her pretty, innocent face was full of innocence.

As if to say, it really wasn't intentional...

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(Just in case there are still readers who are mistaken, a spoiler alert: the author will not go into the BL genre, Otogirusu Suzuka is a woman.)

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