Wilder unleashes a powerful strike in the arena, sending a massive shockwave toward Andrew. Andrew counters swiftly with a rapid series of precise blows, breaking through Wilder’s shadowy force. Despite the intensity of the battle, Wilder charges forward, aiming a fierce palm strike at Andrew’s forehead. Andrew, determined not to retreat, summons the Dragon-Slaying Palm, a secret and highly advanced technique reserved for the Dragon Princes, and targets Wilder’s chest.
The two warriors engage in a brutal clash, their hands locked as they struggle for dominance, exchanging knee strikes and grappling fiercely. The Dragon-Slaying Palm is described as a technique beyond even the highest martial grades, emphasizing the extraordinary level of their fight. Suddenly, Andrew surprises Wilder by trapping his neck with both arms and unleashing a surge of energy that slams Wilder to the ground, causing the arena to tremble violently.
Despite the impact, Wilder roars and lunges again with the speed and precision of a martial emperor. His powerful kick narrowly misses Andrew, whose focus sharpens as the Blood-Eyed Black Dragon tattoo on his chest begins to glow faintly. Andrew feels a surge of new power, enhancing his senses and movements. He swings a punch that seemingly hits empty air, but Wilder suddenly appears in the path of the attack, unable to avoid the devastating blow.
Wilder is thrown backward with tremendous force, crashing into the arena wall and creating a large crater. Though shocked and coughing, his fury only intensifies as he refuses to accept that a martial saint like Andrew could overpower a martial emperor of his caliber. The chapter ends with Wilder’s disbelief and determination to continue the fierce battle.
“Go to hell!” Wilder’s furious shout reverberated throughout the arena, his right arm shooting upward with explosive force. The air itself seemed to ripple as a colossal phantom shockwave surged outward from his strike.
Andrew responded instantly, launching a rapid series of strikes—more than ten precise blows in quick succession—before finally breaking the shadowy force apart. Yet even as the darkness dissipated, Wilder was already charging forward, his palm thrusting fiercely toward Andrew’s forehead.
Andrew’s expression tightened with effort. Facing a martial emperor head-on was no simple task, but retreat wasn’t an option. Gritting his teeth, he summoned the full might of his signature move: the Dragon-Slaying Palm. His palm aimed directly for Wilder’s left chest, the spot where his heart beat.
“Trying to drag me down to hell with you? Dream on!” Wilder sneered, swinging his palm to collide with Andrew’s in a brutal clash. Their hands locked tightly around each other’s wrists, muscles taut as they struggled for control. Both men raised their knees simultaneously, driving them into each other’s midsections before twisting, grappling fiercely for dominance.
The Dragon-Slaying Palm was renowned for its precision—a flawless blend of offense and defense. Among all the ancient techniques passed down through the Lloyd royal bloodline, it was a secret art reserved exclusively for the Dragon Princes themselves. At that moment, only Andrew and Reginald possessed the skill to wield it.
What’s more, the Dragon-Slaying Palm ranked far above even the highest martial grades. It transcended the Heavenly-tier, existing on a plane beyond ordinary martial arts mastery. As their struggle escalated, Wilder suddenly stiffened in shock. To his disbelief, Andrew’s hands had slipped around his neck in an unusual hold—both arms closing in tightly, trapping Wilder’s throat between them.
Then, a sudden surge of energy burst outward, shaking the very air around them. Wilder fought desperately to break free, pushing his strength against Andrew’s grip, but Andrew was quicker. In the blink of an eye, he slammed Wilder forcefully to the ground.
The impact sent a tremor through the entire arena. The chamber echoed with a thunderous crash as the floor beneath them quaked violently. For a moment, it felt as if the whole structure might collapse. Before the dust could even settle, Wilder let out a furious roar and lunged forward once more.
This was the terrifying essence of a martial emperor—every movement instinctual, every strike precise and unstoppable. Wilder seemed to vanish and reappear instantly within striking distance, his leg arcing high through the air. Even before his kick connected, the sheer force of the rushing air stung Andrew’s eyes.
But instead of fear, Andrew’s mind quieted into calm focus. Against anyone below a martial emperor, he was untouchable. And if Wilder truly surpassed him, then Andrew was determined to bring him down as well. He dodged backward just in time, narrowly escaping the powerful kick. Then, a guttural roar tore from his throat—raw, primal, and fierce.
No one noticed the Blood-Eyed Black Dragon tattoo etched across Andrew’s chest begin to glow faintly, as if awakening from slumber. A surge of power unlike anything he had felt before coursed through every vein, sharpening his senses and fluidity of motion. His body moved with newfound instinct, swinging a single punch toward his side—though it struck only empty air.
Yet at the moment his fist reached full force, Wilder’s body suddenly materialized exactly where Andrew’s attack landed, as if irresistibly drawn to his own demise. Wilder’s eyes widened in disbelief. “H-How is this possible?”
The next instant, an overwhelming force crashed into him like a tidal wave, hurling him backward. His body slammed against the arena wall with a deafening boom, carving out a massive crater where he landed.
Coughing harshly, Wilder struggled to draw breath, his fury burning brighter than his shock. He refused to accept that a mere martial saint could dominate a martial emperor like himself.
The fierce clash between Andrew and Wilder not only showcased their extraordinary martial prowess but also revealed the depths of their unyielding wills. Amid the thunderous impacts and blazing intensity, Andrew’s calm determination and awakening power hinted at a profound inner strength, one that could challenge even the mightiest of foes. Their battle was more than a physical confrontation; it was a testament to resilience, pride, and the relentless pursuit of dominance.
As the dust settled on this brutal encounter, the raw emotions simmered beneath the surface—anger, disbelief, and an unspoken respect forged through combat. Wilder’s refusal to accept defeat and Andrew’s quiet confidence set the stage for a continuing struggle where skill and spirit would collide. In this moment, the essence of their rivalry was laid bare, a powerful dance of fate and destiny intertwined with the legacy of their bloodlines.
The next chapter promises to dive even deeper into the fierce rivalry between Andrew and Wilder, with tensions escalating beyond the physical battle. As Andrew taps into a mysterious new power tied to his Blood-Eyed Black Dragon tattoo, readers will witness the awakening of a force that could shift the balance between these two formidable warriors. The emotional stakes will rise as both men grapple not only with their strength but also with their pride and determination to prove who truly deserves the title of martial emperor.
Amidst the chaos of their confrontation, unexpected vulnerabilities may surface, revealing more about Andrew’s inner struggles and Wilder’s unyielding fury. The clash is far from over, and the fallout from this encounter could ripple through the arena and beyond, challenging alliances and shaking the foundations of their world. Prepare for a chapter filled with heart-pounding action, strategic brilliance, and the raw intensity of two warriors pushed to their absolute limits.