But if we don't try, how will we know we can't beat him? Iserin's team is, after all, the top star lineup in the Federation. How could they possibly fear a few young punks?

"I'll be your opponent." The one who spoke was none other than the Phantom Mentor Iserin. She immediately unleashed her Blank Paper Realm and began to dance in the void.

"Air Travel?"

The moment the fat man saw this, he was startled. Judging by her mastery of Air Travel, she was no lesser than himself. How could she have mastered Air Travel? Though Air Travel wasn't like the Third Rhythm, which was a skill with nothing left to learn, it shouldn't be something she could master. This skill should only be possessed by himself, Kexiao, and Sky Shadow.

Iserin's movements were incredibly swift, and she quickly closed in on her opponent, raising her hand to deliver Flying Flower Palm...

One blow, two blows, ten blows, twenty blows, a hundred blows, two hundred blows...

The roaring gust from her palm strikes stirred up a flurry of fallen leaves, making the sky seem dazzlingly covered in countless flying petals due to the swirling airflow.

Initially, Air could still manage to block her attacks, but Iserin was a mentor-level figure, far different from those rookies. In just the blink of an eye, he was completely overwhelmed by Iserin's palm winds. As Iserin unleashed her final blow, Falling Leaves Return to Roots, Air was sent flying tens of meters by what seemed a soft and weak assault, yet hidden with internal strength.

Do not underestimate these dozens of meters. Iserin's attack focused more on hidden power and inner strength, each palm making direct contact.

"Quite the impressive resilience, but still just a punching bag. Doesn't seem that great after all."

Swoosh!

Just as Iserin was speaking, suddenly a bolt of lightning struck Iserin's delicate shoulder. Upon turning back, it was Air, who astonishingly disregarded physical inertia and sprung up. In an instant, his hand knife sliced towards Iserin's neck. Luckily, Iserin's instincts kicked in, and she raised her hand to block, but her arm was severed by the hand knife, hanging limp...

Is this person a monster? At that moment, various thoughts flitted through everyone's minds. Logically, in that situation, he should at least be lying on the ground for a while, but this person seemed to have popped a pill and fiercely rebounded.

Air let out a beast-like cold laugh, "There isn't enough blood yet. Let me savor more fun."

This... Everyone was dumbfounded...

BOOM!

Outside the barrier, suddenly a change in color swept over. They hadn't even absorbed the implications of Air's words when, the next second, the mirror-like barrier shattered like broken glass...

"What's going on?" Zhang Xiaobo looked around eagerly, joy evident on his face.

Even Air, inside the barrier, didn't expect that while combating, the barrier would suddenly disappear. It seemed as if suddenly hit by a massive backlash, and the moment the barrier vanished, Air's body curled up on the ground convulsing endlessly...

"Human."

With a mechanical voice, a Titan Elf warrior began to walk toward them. She had a graceful silhouette, hair as white as snow, and a pair of beautiful wings glowing in a spectrum of colors.

What astonished everyone wasn't so much the elf's unforgettable appearance but the way she forcibly shattered the barrier. Through that recent blow, everyone could deduce that the barrier was definitely broken by her with a single hit.

"You are..."

Everyone was flabbergasted because this person was not unfamiliar to them. She was Sistine, a Titan Elf clan king-level warrior. Not long ago, she had a fight with Revenge Shadow Rider. The destructive power still gave everyone chills when recalling it now. Who could have imagined the Titan Elves would be here so swiftly? It hadn't been long since, and yet she had already entered human territory.

Considering the usual speed, it would take a Titan Elf around four hours to reach human territory. The individual standards of a king-level warrior evidently far exceeded that of ordinary Titan Elves.

As Sistine was sweeping her gaze while slowly walking, her eyebrows knitted, "Hmph, a vulgar species, have they begun to slaughter each other?"

Everyone had no time to heed what Sistine was saying; they were more worried about the other three. Since the Titan Elf clan also moved in groups of four, dealing with a single Sistine was already quite challenging, let alone the other three? Given that those teamed with Sistine should have similar strength, if there were three more bosses hiding in the shadows, the situation would become quite perilous.

War God Cangmu Ling coldly said, "The Titan Elves should also be acting in groups of four. Since you've come, why not show yourselves together?"

Sistine curled her proud lips, a hint of disdain flashing at the corners, "King-level warriors have always acted alone. Hand over the rings, and I won't kill you."

"Defeated by Revenge Shadow Rider, what arrogance are you entitled to?"

Cangmu Ling might have been better off not saying that. As soon as he finished, a bang echoed, and he flew back like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood, looking in poor condition.

With just one strike, Cangmu Ling was instantly taken down by the king-level warrior Sistine, making everyone even more fearful was that no one could even see Sistine's move.

Indeed, Sistine had already entered the Dark Chloe state. She appeared as an immaculate goddess of war, radiating combat strength, but shouldn't be capable of a one-hit kill, should she?

Instantly, the atmosphere on-site nearly reached a freezing point...

"Is this qualification enough?"

As if stating an insignificant fact, Sistine questioned Cangmu Ling who was hundreds of meters away. Of course, Cangmu Ling couldn't hear it, but it was equally a question for everyone present. Her intention was clear: to demonstrate whether she had the power to hold down the entire scene.

This... this boundary was too significant.

The fat man stealthily donned the Combat Power Tester and got a set of numbers that even he didn't want to acknowledge.

Among the people present, the highest combat power belonged to Yita, whose personal index had just passed a hundred thousand, while others were at thirty to fifty thousand. But in front of them, Sistine's personal index had already soared to a terrifying one million three hundred thousand. Clearly, what they were seeing now wasn't even Sistine's strongest state, as they'd seen her battle with the Revenge Shadow Rider, changing into thirty doppelgängers. What kind of game is this even?

In front of Sistine, Zhang Xiaobo could even imagine that it would be challenging to have a chance to use light transmission to escape. Indeed, doing so carried an element of gambling, but Zhang Xiaobo still chose to reach into his pocket.

Sistine's beautiful eyes keenly watched everyone's changes. The fat man's actions didn't escape her scrutiny. Who would have thought that the next second, the deadbeat fat person would take out the Honor Ring and say, "I concede. Here's the ring; let us go."

Everyone's jaw dropped... This guy surrendered so decisively.

"A wise choice."

"And theirs too." The fat man immediately signaled with his eyes at Black Panther and Yita, as he spoke, reaching out to take them.

"Fatty, I still wanted to hold on."

"Hold on to what?!" Zhang Xiaobo's voice was almost squeezed through his teeth as he quietly informed Black Panther of Sistine's terrifying combat index. She absolutely had the power to eliminate everyone present.

"Alright, I give up too. Take it."

Black Panther spat out the ring from his mouth, followed by Yita's, and they both threw them towards Sistine's direction...

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