Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Just three breaths after Xia Jin appeared on the battle stage, suddenly...

A portal to the void appeared before him.

"Hmm!? It's here?" Xia Jin slowly opened her eyes, her gaze falling on the void gate.

next moment,

A long sword slowly emerged from inside the door.

It was an extremely long knife.

The tip of the blade appears first, followed by the blade itself, the blade, and more blades...

"What is this thing!?" Xia Jin's eyes twitched involuntarily as she looked at the ever-growing broadsword.

The massive sword, a full five meters long, finally emerged completely from the void gate.

Immediately afterwards, a massive figure, as large as a mountain, emerged from the void gate, gripping the hilt of a sword.

"Bang!"

Yin Qianji stepped onto the battle arena, causing the entire arena to tremble slightly. He was shirtless, his muscles bulging, and casually slung the five-meter-long giant blade over his shoulder. He tilted his head and sized up Xia Jin opposite him.

When his gaze fell on Xia Jin's long, purple-gold hair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

"Hmph, she does have some looks."

A hint of jealousy flashed in Yin Qianji's eyes: "No wonder someone as good-looking as Ruo Liu would fall for a pretty boy like you."

pretty boy?

Xia Jin's originally calm gaze turned cold after hearing those three words.

In this world, from birth until now, no one has ever dared to call him by those three words.

Originally, he only intended to win this battle easily and teach his opponent a lesson.

But at this moment,

Xia Jin's gaze fell on Yin Qianji's arrogant face, a hint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

Today, this guy across from me, who looks like a bear, will be badly hurt, even if he doesn't die.

"What, I called you a pretty boy, and you still don't seem to agree?"

Yin Qianji noticed the change in Xia Jin's eyes and burst into laughter. He casually swung the five-meter-long broadsword on his shoulder, sending a powerful blade of energy flying through the air, grazing Xia Jin's body less than a meter away.

"It's good that you're not convinced! I don't like opponents who back down. However, when I've reduced that pretty boy to bones, I hope you'll still be looking at me with that same gaze!"

Yin Qianji grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth.

The next second, the ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded, creating a huge crater.

His beast-like body vanished instantly, creating a violent hurricane.

So fast!

Yin Qianji's enormous body was actually much faster than those of others at the same level, which was somewhat unexpected for Xia Jin.

Xia Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and she shifted her body slightly to the side.

A dark blade flashed past his cheek, the sharp wind even slicing off a strand of his flowing hair, which gently drifted to the ground.

"Hahaha! Not bad, you dodged pretty quickly! I almost cleaved you in two."

Yin Qianji's maniacal laughter echoed from all directions, and his rapid movements suddenly filled Xia Jin with numerous figures surrounding her. His five-meter-long broadsword, wielded relentlessly, slashed horizontally and vertically, creating a continuous barrage of blade shadows that instantly filled the entire fighting arena.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

With each strike, the ground of the battle arena cracked and shattered, sending debris flying everywhere.

However, Xia Jin remained unmoved, but upon closer inspection, it was not that he was still, but rather that he moved too fast. Amidst the dense flashes of sword light, he only chose the slightest dodge, making it appear as if he were standing still.

The opponent's constantly swung broadsword couldn't harm him in the slightest. Xia Jin observed Yin Qianji's swordsmanship without any emotional fluctuation.

After a dozen or so moves, he had figured out most of his opponent's background.

This person is indeed formidable. To achieve such speed and power solely through physical strength is truly rare among the top-tier disciples.

But that's about it.

"So, all you're good for is empty talk!" Xia Jin shook his head, seemingly disappointed. "I remember you were called a humanoid beast, weren't you? How come you can't even touch my body?"

Xia Jin's mocking words immediately made Yin Qianji sheathe his sword and stand still, his wild laughter subsiding and replaced by a gloomy expression.

"Boy, what's the point of just hiding? If you have the guts, then fight me head-on!" Yin Qianji roared in a low voice.

"Hmph! A head-on clash?! Have you lost your mind? Why would I play the hard game if I could win?" Xia Jin sneered, pointing at the other's head. "However, today I can give you a chance. Come on, I won't dodge this time. Let's see what you can do to me!"

"You said it! Don't hide again later!!"

Yin Qianji's lips curled up slightly, and a look of triumph flashed in his eyes.

He punched himself directly in the chest, and golden lines spread rapidly from his chest to his entire body, densely covering his entire body.

At the same time, Yin Qianji's body swelled up again!

His already massive body grew even larger, his muscles bulging, veins popping out, and he exuded an almost tangible aura of ferocity.

"To force me to use my Golden-Patterned Battle Body, even in death you can be proud!"

Yin Qianji took a deep breath and then exhaled heavily.

The next second, his figure disappeared, leaving behind a golden afterimage.

The flash of the blade illuminated the entire battle arena.

This strike was as fast as lightning! As heavy as a collapsing mountain!

Xia Jin's eyes narrowed, and she crossed her arms to protect herself.

"clang!"

After a loud bang, Xia Jin was actually cleaved backward by the blade.

His feet sank into the ground, leaving two deep furrows, and he slid back for dozens of feet until he finally stopped at the edge of the fighting platform.

"Hmm!? That slash had some force." Xia Jin lowered her arms from above her head and looked down at her wrists.

There was a bloodstain there, and even a few drops of blood had seeped out.

Are you injured?

Xia Jin looked at the bloodstain, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Having defeated eighteen top-tier disciples in a row, and with no one ever able to injure him, Yin Qianji's ranking of fourth shows he does possess some strength.

He looked up, his eyes finally becoming more serious.

At that moment, Yin Qianji on the other side frowned.

He looked down at the chipped nick in his longsword, then at Xia Jin standing at the edge of the fighting arena, a look of shock flashing across his face.

"This...how is this possible?"

He knew better than anyone the power of that strike.

Under the Golden Pattern Battle Body, his strength and speed more than tripled. Even Fan Wujiu, who was ranked third, would choose to avoid his attack.

But the newcomer only suffered minor cuts and bruises?

Not even a bone was broken?

What the hell is this body?! Calling himself a "humanoid beast" is probably a title the other side deserves more.

"Is that all?"

"A humanoid beast? Hmph!..." Xia Jin slowly lowered his arm, seemingly somewhat disappointed. "Fine, I'm too lazy to play with you anymore."

Immediately afterwards, a sun mark suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Then,

A halo of light appeared behind him, enveloping him within a three-foot radius, making him appear as if a god had descended.

This is not over yet.

hum!

The second halo followed closely behind!

The halo expanded to a radius of three zhang, upon which one could faintly see the changing of mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and the alternation of stars, as if it contained a miniature world.

But this is still not the end.

hum! !

The third beam of light shot into the sky!

The beam of light shot straight into the sky, instantly expanding to a radius of tens of feet, its radiance so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it!

Three wheels appeared simultaneously!

The world changed color!

At this moment, the entire battle arena was shrouded in the terrifying pressure emanating from Xia Jin.

Xia Jin slowly raised her head.

Those eyes had now turned pure gold.

His golden pupils, cold and indifferent like a god looking down upon all living beings, gazed indifferently at Yin Qianji in the distance.

The mere pressure was enough to make Yin Qianji involuntarily take a step back.

Two steps.

Three steps.

With each step he took back, he felt himself shrink a little shorter and his spine bend a little more.

The five-meter-long giant blade that was normally as light as a feather in his hand was now so heavy that he could barely hold it.

Yin Qianji's face turned completely gloomy.