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Chapter 590 - 0373 Generals Die After 100 Battles (4k Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Chapter 590: 0373 Generals Die After 100 Battles (4k Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Day 350 of the competition.

This day, like usual, Lu Chenzhou participated in the match.

[Lu Chenzhou: Total Points 3780, Ranked 101.]

He had already won 19 consecutive matches. If he wins this one, his points will propel him into the top 100.

In the last half month, as long as he doesn’t lose too terribly, he can stabilize his ranking and successfully advance.

This is the most crucial battle. Su City Dragon Martial, Da Xia, All Nations... even those who wish to see him dead, are eyeing this match.

In the history of the All Nations Martial Arts Competition, Earth List experts over 40 are as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Those around 30 years old are few and far between.

And those under 26, across the past 21 competitions combined, do not exceed the number of fingers on one hand.

Countless spectators eagerly awaited to witness the birth of new history.

"Regardless of whether he can ultimately rank in the top 100, Lu Chenzhou will be a living legend!"

"He must win."

...

The endless mountains stand tall, shrouded in clouds and mist, with flocks of Immortal Cranes flying.

A figure descended from the back of an Immortal Crane, standing atop a solitary peak.

His temples were grayed, his face slightly aged. He stood about two meters tall, donned in heavy Knight Armor, with a knight spear over a meter long in his hand, his gaze firm, his demeanor as steady as a boulder. At this moment, countless Western fighters were cheering his name, Grey Knight Martin! Another legend of this Martial Arts Competition.

The level of legend is no less than Lu Chenzhou.

Because compared to other contestants, Martin was so unremarkable, devoid of any uniqueness.

He broke the shackles at 30, reached Breakthrough Second at 50, Breakthrough Third at 80, and now he is 120 years old.

In the Martial Arts Tournament, where geniuses gather like clouds, his qualification is definitely among the lower grade.

Moreover, he had no renowned teacher, merely operating an ordinary Fighting Hall.

What he excelled in was only an unnamed Fighting Skill, suspected to be his own creation, and no one knew its name.

Yet under such conditions, he astonishingly fought his way to 102nd place, just below Lu Chenzhou.

Martin closed his eyes tightly, waiting for his opponent to find him.

Bang, bang, bang.

A burly figure bearing a big spear and clad in Scale Armor strode across the void.

Under his feet, the air momentarily gathered like glass, forming a vortex that lifted him.

"Such exquisite movement technique battle skill."

"It is indeed Sir Martin."

Martin lightly tapped his well-tempered, smooth-as-jade right fist on his chest in a knight’s salute, slightly bowing, he said: "Let’s begin."

Lu Chenzhou cupped his fists in salute before drawing his big spear: "Come on!"

Martin moved. Over 2500 of End Realm Qi-Blood surged forth, interweaving with momentum, transforming into a lifelike golden-armored majestic lion. He rode on the Qi Po and, with the knight spear in hand like a lever to pry the world, launched a seemingly simple slanting stab brimming with a light more dazzling than the sun!

His seemingly casual strike had an energy level exceeding 1300 dings!

In comparison, Yagyu Ichiro and the River Flipping King were just small witches before a great witch.

Lu Chenzhou twisted his body, shuddered through the air, and dodged the light; even the shockwave made his Scale Armor rustle.

"What a powerful move!" Lu Chenzhou genuinely admired.

Martin smiled slightly, riding the golden lion and continuously brandishing the long spear as round after round of sun-like golden light illuminated the peak, shining in all directions. Lu Chenzhou melded into the darkness, weaving through the light gaps and occasionally stabbing with his long spear, only to be blocked by Martin’s iron shield-like defense, making his tiger’s mouth tingle and his Qi-Blood surge.

"Lu, this won’t do." Martin thrust his long spear.

"Why?" Lu Chenzhou evaded while parrying with his spear, his form stabilizing as he landed in mid-air.

Martin, riding the golden lion, lifted his eyes erupting with golden flames, smiling: "You care too much about the win or lose of this match, rather than enjoying this battle."

Lu Chenzhou retorted: "Don’t you want to win?"

Martin leaped, slashing down with his long spear, and the lion also swept its claws: "I want to win, but I will first enjoy the battle. From childhood, I practiced martial arts. As a Wandering Knight, I traveled through countless corners of this world, confronting many long-famed experts. Before today, I had engaged in 93,467 matches, lost 84,567 matches, and nearly got killed 2,347 times... No matter how strong they were, my path never changed, my style etched into every inch of muscle."

Boom! Lu Chenzhou was smashed to the ground, spitting blood. His form was like a swallow, skating across the earth, then abruptly launching upwards, tracing a beautiful "u" shaped arc, encircling to Martin’s rear, with the tip of his big spear bearing the bloody red of a setting sun, the scene of desert solitary smoke manifesting, a crimson Great Sun engulfing Martin.

Clash, Martin’s long spear scraped across, riding the lion, breaking through the sun, laughed: "This spear is not bad; though silent, you now enjoy the battle more."

He leapt down from the golden lion, wielding the long spear in a motion akin to cleaving Hua Mountain, slashing down!

The domineering energy swept across, forming an invisible high wall like an absolute fortification, surrounding Lu Chenzhou.

With no escape, Lu Chenzhou lifted his big spear to parry, simultaneously unleashing his boundless domineering aura to clash with it.

Pfft... In his slightly shocked eyes, his domineering aura was ruthlessly extinguished by Martin’s.

"Lu, you probably seldom train your dominating aura, right? After all, as a young genius like you, the methods at your disposal are too many, and for each path, you can easily achieve accomplishments that most people cannot attain in a lifetime. But this also predestines you to never focus on honing what you possess to the utmost!"

Martin thrust his spear, combining an incredible dominance, Qi Po, Fighting Spirit, courage, and incomprehensible forces in a complex, mysterious manner, manifesting a unique [Fighting Armor] around him, as real as it seemed, with a golden lion’s head on the chest, brimming with boundless fierce power!

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