Raise Joan of Arc to be an empress, then discard her.

No wonder he waited until the very end to make his move; he was the strongest of the eleven.

In comparison, Aaron was just a newcomer who had only been blessed yesterday.

This is why Colin hesitated. At first, Aaron was facing eighth and ninth-tier superhumans. Although there was still a huge gap between the eighth and ninth tiers and they were considered to be on two different levels, Colin was confident that he could prevent any accidents from happening and ensure that no one on the field would actually be killed.

But this man's appearance is different. If Aaron were to fight him, even Colin couldn't guarantee that Aaron wouldn't be killed. They have already crossed three levels. If a child were to fight an adult, the gap between them would exceed the gap between an ordinary person and a superhuman. If Aaron were to confront him, he would really die.

Colin was considering whether to let Aaron withdraw, but he hesitated because of Aaron's recent performance.

This trial should never have included anyone above the eighth rank of superhumans from the very beginning. That person was brought by Bowen and was named Ruhr. He was the only one among them who was not a nobleman and was Bowen's insurance. He only obeyed Bowen's orders. If Bowen hadn't been dealt with so quickly, Aaron wouldn't have been able to deal with him so easily. But now it seems that Ruhr has his own little ideas and wants to take all the credit.

Ruhr looked at Aaron with an excited smile on his face, drooling, his eyes shining with excitement.

He wasn't a nobleman, but he didn't have the same concerns. He aimed to break the hands of any enemy he faced. In the worst-case scenario, before Colin could even make a move, Aaron would be torn apart by him, because if Ruhr grabbed Aaron, Ruhr would tear his body apart.

Colin stared intently at Ruhr's movements, cold sweat beading on his forehead, ready to intervene at any moment.

Seeing Ruhr's bluish-gray skin, Aaron seemed to understand something.

Ruhr hadn't learned any fighting techniques; all his skills came from street fights and killings. He followed a wild, beastly path. He reached out to grab Aaron's body. Aaron's eyes were fixed on the trajectory of those large hands. His cheek brushed against those hands as they passed by. Those hands were almost as big as his head, and when they passed by, they almost covered Aaron's face. But Aaron remained expressionless. After brushing past Ruhr's hands, he slashed his sword at Ruhr's chest.

"boom!"

The sword struck, but all that was heard was the sound of metal cracking. The blade broke in two after hitting Ruhr's skin and flew away. The broken pieces whistled through the air and landed next to Aaron a second later.

Aaron stared blankly at his trembling right hand and the broken blade. Even though his body had been enhanced, his hand still ached terribly. Just now, he heard a dull thud as if something had struck a rock, and his eardrums were even throbbing painfully. Yet the blade had only cut two inches into Ruhr's skin.

Chapter 181 Cross-Level Battle

This is what Colin was worried about. The difference in strength between the two was too great. Aaron's strengths are speed and skill. Strength is not actually Aaron's outstanding advantage. The result of him fighting against an opponent three levels higher is that his blade cannot even cut into the opponent's body. His speed advantage cannot be utilized, and he cannot even break through the opponent's defense.

Ruhr grinned, revealing an extremely sinister smile, and without warning, punched Aaron in the chest! As the punch landed, Aaron felt his entire face covered by a dark shadow, and the next moment he was sent flying, crashing to the ground like a cannonball.

In the final moments, he used another longsword to protect his chest, not daring to imagine what would happen if that punch landed squarely on his chest. His heart would probably stop beating on the spot. Even so, he was still hit so hard that he vomited blood. After landing, all the bones in his body ached terribly. He rolled on the ground as he landed. During the most painful moments, he even thought that his sternum had broken and almost passed out.

Colin sighed silently to himself. The gap was too huge; it seemed Aaron would have to give up.

After being hit by that punch, it's already quite an achievement for an ordinary person not to lie on the ground begging for mercy; it's already very difficult to maintain their fighting spirit.

Their confrontation could no longer be considered a normal battle between superhumans. The difference in their strength and level was too great, and it was something that speed and technique could not overcome. Aaron could not even hurt him with his sword.

Seeing this, Colin had already given up. He wanted to stop the trial and had raised his left hand. He still couldn't let anyone die in the trial. Fortunately, Aaron was still alive, but his body was almost broken and he was panting heavily, using his sword to support himself.

"Come on! Bastard! Charge at me like you did before! Let me crush you!" Ruhr mocked Aaron loudly. Despite being blessed by the Iron Rhinoceros, Ruhr was as agitated as an ape, constantly pounding the ground with his hands. The floor of the Giant's Tower could not withstand his agitation and kept rumbling. Aaron fell to the ground, feeling the entire floor shaking.

Colin glanced at Aaron's appearance, then stepped into the outer area to end the fight. Aaron knelt on the ground, supporting his trembling body with his sword. But just as Colin was about to approach Aaron, he suddenly raised his face, revealing a ferocious face that concealed excitement.

For a moment, Colin was almost stunned by that face. Aaron was not shattered by that blow, but what sustained him was definitely not something like an indomitable sportsmanship.

He clenched his teeth, his pupils dilated with excitement, those fiery pupils occupying more than two-thirds of his eye sockets. Because of the dilated pupils, his whole face was frozen, his expression both ferocious and excited.

At this moment, all external interference had been eliminated for Aaron. He had lost the ability to blink, and only Ruhr remained in his eyes. His pupils had become the surface of a violently erupting sun, with storms of sunspots raging inside.

Ruhr instinctively sensed something was wrong based on Aaron's expression. He became alert, slammed his fist into the ground, picked up a boulder, and threw it at Aaron.

Almost the instant Ruhr smashed the boulder, Aaron rushed out. At that moment, Colin was shocked; he actually wanted to defeat Ruhr!

The shock lasted only a moment before Colin poured cold water on it. How could he possibly defeat Ruhr? He tried his best but couldn't break through Ruhr's defense. It was a gap that neither technique nor speed could bridge. Ruhr was practically an iron wall to him.

But Aaron ignored it all; he held his longsword, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity.

The continuous booming sounds were like cannonballs. Each stone that hit the ground created a crater. Each stone could have killed Aaron, but Aaron just dodged at high speed. When he passed the blade, he pulled it out suddenly and accelerated, gripping the blade tightly as he accelerated.

"Watch me crush you!" As the two were about to collide, Ruhr spread his arms and grinned maliciously.

He's turned his body into a blade...

Colin said softly, "Anyone can see that he wants to use a high-speed impact to injure Ruhr. It's a fierce fighting style, but Ruhr's fighting spirit has also been aroused. The scene he likes has already appeared in Ruhr's mind. He wants to smash Aaron to pieces like a tomato smashed on a stone slab."

"bump!"

Like a gust of wind, Aaron brushed past Ruhr, who missed his target; the two did not collide.

Colin was taken aback. So Aaron wasn't planning to injure Ruhr with a high-speed impact? Then what was he trying to do?

Ruhr was also taken aback. He saw Aaron dodge past him and thought Aaron was going to attack from behind. He turned around abruptly, but Aaron had already leaped into the air and stomped on Ruhr's face. The force of the stomp was immense. Ruhr's body lurched because of the stomp, and Aaron flew into the air with Ruhr on his foot.

Frustrated, Ruhr hastily wiped his face, then assumed Aaron was going to attack from above. He bent his knees slightly, looked up at the sky, and stretched out his arms like a frog hunting for prey. But Ruhr hesitated for a long time because he suddenly heard a strange rumbling sound.

After stepping on Ruhr, Aaron's kick didn't disappear; instead, it propelled him into the air, where he slashed at the massive load-bearing pillar above. With a loud boom, cracks appeared in the white pillar.

Aaron unleashed another powerful strike, causing the pillar to collapse and the massive boulder supporting the Giant's Tower to sway and fall from above.

Colin was right. Aaron did want to use his speed to gain momentum, but his target was not Ruhr, but the supporting pillar next to Ruhr.

Since Ruhr can destroy the floor and use the stones on the ground to attack Aaron, then the stone pillars above can certainly be destroyed as well. This is a mechanism in the Tower of Giants, designed to increase the diversity of battles, and both sides are making flexible use of the rules.

Aaron swung his arm and chopped with all his might, and the boulder crashed down, shattering into pieces upon hitting the ground, sending up a huge cloud of dust that instantly buried Ruhr. The ground trembled violently, and Ruhr howled, as if the entire Giant's Tower was shaking because of the broken pillars.

Colin watched this scene silently, without intending to intervene. The things inside the Giant Tower were inherently destructible, and there was no need to worry about them being damaged by destruction. Even if there were a hundred more Aarons and Ruhr Giant Towers, it wouldn't matter.

At the same time, someone quietly came to Colin's side, crossed his arms, and watched the battle unfold.

The battle seemed to be over in the training grounds, but only a moment later, the boulder shattered, and a blood-soaked fist burst forth, smashing the boulder away. Ruhr was clearly enraged; his face was covered in blood, his body a mess, and he stood amidst the rocks, surrounded by scattered boulders. Although the falling boulders hadn't actually injured him, his ferocity had been fully unleashed. He now only wanted to do one thing: crush Aaron.

Colin remained silent. As an outsider, he saw things more clearly. He might not have expected Aaron to use the pillar, but Aaron's plan had obviously failed. Ruhr's blessing was the Iron Rhinoceros, and the boulder alone could not truly harm Ruhr. If Aaron's ability was only this much, it would not only be of no use, but would also completely enrage Ruhr.

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, Ruhr had already torn his tattered clothes to shreds. His eyes were bloodshot, and his muscles and tendons bulged as he vowed to tear Aaron apart next time.

But the next moment, Ruhr's shoulder suddenly cracked open, which startled him slightly. What had just happened?

That bastard even has ranged attack capabilities? That sword domain was probably all his abilities, but what was that just now? Although it wasn't very powerful, did he find some kind of weapon?

With another puff of smoke, another flash of light appeared, even faster and more intense than before. Ruhr's cheek was slashed with a "whoosh," and blood trickled out. Beside the blood were his rapidly shrinking pupils.

Another flash of light passed by his feet. This time, Ruhr saw Aaron's figure clearly. It wasn't any special ability; Aaron had just slashed his body with a knife.

Another flash of light. This time, Ruhr was prepared and reached out to grab Aaron. He thought Aaron would slow down. People should have an instinctive fear at high speeds because they could be smashed to pieces if they were not careful. But Aaron seemed to ignore the fear.

The moment Ruhr reached out, Aaron's body almost brushed past Ruhr's arm, the long sword slashing a long wound across Ruhr's arm before slicing behind him.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Ruhr spun around and followed Aaron toward the wall, trying to corner him. But after only a few steps, he saw Aaron crash into the wall with tremendous force and bounce back at an incredible speed!

In an instant, Ruhr's eyes widened. The distance between the two was now less than a meter. Then came another swift and deadly strike, followed by a splatter of blood from Ruhr's chest as Aaron flew into the sky.

"What...what is he doing...?" Ruhr could only keep his eyes on Aaron, and at this moment, he had only this one thought in his mind.

In that instant, not only was Ruhr chasing Aaron's figure, but everyone unconsciously looked up. They saw Aaron turn around and push off the broken ceiling with his legs, his head almost vertically facing the ground, his hands gripping a sword, like a cheetah ready to pounce.

"That's suicide!" Colin exclaimed.

The next moment, Aaron charged down like a cannonball, his blade flashing down! Without pausing, he made the most of his momentum, turning around and using the rebound force from the stone pillar behind Ruhr, he flashed down again! All his movements were now fluid and coordinated, his figure shooting through the stone array like a stray spark, constantly bouncing off falling boulders, ceilings, and walls. He ran, spun, and leaped, his blade arcing through the air, leaving huge flashes of light!

Colin finally understood, and he realized his mistake. Ruhr's defense wasn't indestructible; he simply wasn't fast enough! If he were fast enough, if his acceleration were strong enough, no defense would be unbreakable. Even the strongest defense could be cleaved through! As long as he was fast! Faster! Faster!

At this moment, Aaron was pushing himself faster! Faster! He was stacking speed upon speed, accelerating and accelerating, making the power he carried in his body enormous, even more enormous! Until he was holding a raging hurricane in his hands!

But that was blatant suicide! Any qualified superhuman would condemn Aaron for being a fool!

His speed can certainly keep increasing, but the speed of the person being hit by the train can also keep increasing. He wraps his fragile body in speed, like throwing an egg into a gale. The hurricane he holds in his hand will turn around and devour him. If he makes even the slightest mistake, he could become the one being hit by the train at any time!

As the proctor, Colin should have stopped this suicidal act, but he hesitated to do so.

That was indeed suicide, but no one could ignore the skill Aaron displayed along the way. That skill had nothing to do with swordsmanship; it was a terrifying control over the muscles and movements of his entire body! How could a superhuman who had only received the blessing yesterday accelerate his body like that? And at what speed could one develop such terrifying control? Colin was already speechless with shock.

There was no time to think. Aaron could be hit by a train at any moment, but at the same time, he had turned everything into a series of movements. His target was clear: first Ruhr's left foot, then his right foot... then Ruhr's upper right shoulder, then his lower left shoulder, and then his back.

The stones falling around him had become Ruhr's prison, while Aaron turned the falling stone array into a killing array against Ruhr, using the scattered stones as stepping stones for his rebound. He continued to accelerate, and with each increasingly rapid slash, the arc of his blade almost became a faint flash of light. Behind each flash was a slash that was heavier than the last.

At first, it only made Ruhr's left foot bleed, then it cut into the flesh of Ruhr's right leg, severing his blood vessels. Then it slashed through the skin and struck the tendons in Ruhr's hand, causing Ruhr to roar in pain. With a loud crash, one of his legs could not bear the weight, and he knelt on the ground, unable to endure the pain.

But Ruhr was still holding on, because Colin had seen it too, and so had Ruhr. He had also figured out that Aaron's attack was unlikely to last. Ruhr was waiting for the moment when Aaron's stamina was exhausted, or the moment he made a mistake. At that moment, Aaron would crash into the wall like a tomato. As long as he could hold on until then, he would win.

But no matter how hard Ruhr insisted, the killing intent in the stone formation did not dissipate; it grew denser and more intense, so intense that he could hardly breathe.

His foot was suddenly injured, and he could only use his hands to protect his whole body, curling up. In an instant, he felt like a lamb to the slaughter in the stone formation.

Ruhr suddenly roared, and blood mist emanated from his body. His injured skin was covered by a layer of hard keratin. Under this thick layer of keratin, his whole body turned grayish-white, like a real iron rhinoceros.

He finally unleashed his power! This was the true armor of the Steel Rhino, and under this armor, his defense would be several times stronger than before! Attacks that could previously slash his skin could only leave a white mark under this layer of keratin. If this continued, he would win!

Chapter 182 Final Result

But just as he was about to feel smug, the flashes of light above his head had already formed an invisible net within the stone formation. The net was composed of countless blades of light, and each flash of light represented a strike with even greater power than the last.

Ruhr watched helplessly as these flashes of light rained down from the sky. He was about to roar in anger, but his roar turned into a scream of agony. The flashes were so dense that they were almost mistaken for waves. Ruhr was being attacked by a tidal wave.

Ruhr was so badly injured that he couldn't straighten up.

He curled up, struggling to open his eyes through the gaps in his arms amidst the dense flashes of light. He was a man who disrespected God, yet now he was praying that he could survive. He prayed that this was the final attack, and that everything would be alright as long as he could hold on. Aaron was a ninth-tier superhuman; it was impossible for him to unleash such attacks continuously. But when he saw what was happening in the sky, he suddenly felt despair.

Above his head, the stars twinkled like the night sky during the polar night.

"No!!!" Ruhr roared, but the next moment it turned into a shrill scream, and blood and blade light flew into the sky together.

The next moment, a dense barrage of sword light, like stars, mercilessly slashed towards Ruhr's entire body. These flashes, though seemingly sequential, appeared to arrive simultaneously. Ruhr was instantly enveloped in the dense sword light, his body splattering with blood! Large sections of his gray keratin layer peeled away, once again revealing his riddled, bloodied skin beneath.

Not only that, but he was horrified to discover that even with the gray keratin layer covering his body, the blades were still cutting through it and into his flesh. If Aaron's speed continued to increase, and his strength continued to grow... then those blades would...

It could very well go straight through the muscles... and into his internal organs, and if his internal organs suffer so many attacks...

No…it will get worse…if he continues to hold on…if Aaron's speed continues to increase, if Aaron doesn't make a mistake, then those blades might even pass right through his body…

Ruhr's pupils had shrunk to a tiny dot from fear when, just then, another blade slashed down, this time piercing deep into his eyelids. Ruhr was in excruciating pain, his eyes widening in agony, blood flooding his pupils. In the crimson world he could see, he saw even denser and brighter light appear before him.

In that instant, Ruhr felt a chill run through his entire body. The fear of death seeped into his internal organs through his skin. When he saw those flashes of light, he almost felt like a pig being thrown into a meat grinder, with the people outside already turning it on to maximum power, and the countless spinning blades about to fall over his head.

The smell of death and blood mixed with mucus flowed into his nostrils; never before had he felt the scent of death so strong.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Ruhr finally couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears, crying uncontrollably. He wanted someone to save him! He didn't want to do this damn job anymore! Those nobles deserved to be torn to pieces! He was hysterical, but Aaron showed no sign of stopping. He was a devil who trampled on people, he enjoyed killing, why would he care about the opinion of a pig?

Rul screamed hysterically, but his voice was no longer audible, because there was too much sound cutting through the air; all his voice was drowned out by the dense blades.

His voice could no longer be heard, but Aaron couldn't stop either. This was an extremely dangerous way of attacking, a killing formation formed by risking one's life. With each movement, Aaron's body could turn into a bloody pulp that crashed against the wall. Therefore, he couldn't stop, and he didn't want to stop.

He felt his chest explode, a strong, metallic taste of blood stuck in his throat, as if all his internal organs had shattered, but he couldn't stop.

With each swing of his sword, he could feel his muscles groaning, yet simultaneously singing with exhilaration—a feeling of complete liberation that seemed to explode within him. He didn't think about anything else; he simply felt his entire soul being awakened.

His wrists, elbows, waist, and legs were unconsciously controlling his muscles, involuntarily making those running, jumping, and deflecting movements that he originally needed to do deliberately. His movements were becoming more and more perfect, getting closer and closer to the self in his heart. He had a premonition that he was about to swing a perfect knife.