"Is this all you can do?"

The Spiritualist holding the war axe taunted, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and said, "I thought your power was much stronger, worth my effort to deal with. I wonder how those previous Tier Two were killed... maybe they were all trash."

The Old Beast Monarch said nothing, only swinging the great sword in his hand, dodging with extreme skill.

Although the Spiritualist was taunting on the surface, in reality, his combat was extremely cautious. The movements of his swinging war axe were very careful, never showing a flaw, and he was not in a hurry to secure victory, just slowly wearing down his opponent.

Because he knew, the opponent’s weapon didn’t have much durability left, so there was no need to rush.

In this intense battle, the opponent’s mindset would inevitably be affected, and all he needed to do was to escalate that effect.

However...

This seemed to have little effect.

"Clang!"

Another collision of weapons sounded, and a corner of the great sword held by the Old Beast Monarch was clearly chipped, although the crack wasn’t large, both fighters noticed it very precisely, discovering it instantly. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

’What a great opportunity!’

The Spiritualist’s eyes gleamed, the attack became more fierce and targeted, but his movements remained careful.

But then...

Suddenly, a mysterious and unknown force pulled his war axe away, the Spiritualist’s eyes showed a look of panic, he knew, that was the force of ’power,’ a skill only mastered by the strongest who became perfect in technique.

Though he appeared panicked on the surface and slightly revealed some flaws in his movements, he had already anticipated everything and prepared a counter.

"Stab!"

The Old Beast Monarch stabbed forward with the sword, the blade pressing against the side of the war axe, pushing the opponent back a few steps, and then quickly advancing, swinging the great sword with full strength, the cold blade light instantly fell.

The war axe resisted again, but the strength made the Spiritualist frown, he could feel the chopping power wasn’t very great.

Next, the great sword swiftly maneuvered, a sword from the side seemed like a feint.

The Spiritualist resisted again.

"Clang!!"

A shocking sound rang out, the Spiritualist’s arm was instantly numbed by a sword strike, even the heavy armor on him seemed to crack.

’Is that.... seamless switching between light and heavy swords?’

’How is this old man’s technique so strong?’

Despite the shock in his heart, the Spiritualist had evidently prepared in advance, although he didn’t expect his previous plan to actually be used.

He lightly tapped the second ring, followed by a gradual flashing of white light, seemingly activating some ability.

Then, once again, he sported a radiant smile, resuming a composed attitude in the fight with the Old Beast Monarch, capable of handling light and heavy swords, though being pulled by a great force was indeed challenging.

’This is troublesome.’

The Old Beast Monarch’s gaze slightly shifted, yet he continued to battle calmly, the mastery of his great sword changed once again.

He adopted an attacking stance, the momentum behind it was intense, but the actual swing was slow, misleading the Spiritualist’s senses easily. Sometimes, the momentum seemed ordinary, but the sword swung was heavy and fast.

Speed, force, and power, these three combined in magical ways in the hands of the Old Beast Monarch, his attacks shifted pace unpredictably, erratic mixing of light and heavy strikes, exhibiting strange and eerie momentum, sometimes matching the force of his sword perfectly, other times not.

’Yes! Exactly like that!’

’That feeling!’

Ye Mingqiu’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. Previously, when he battled with the Old Beast Monarch, the Old Beast Monarch once used fast and slow swords, and also mastered momentum, however, it was only a spar, a teaching spar at that, which meant the Old Beast Monarch held back quite a bit.

Honestly, Ye Mingqiu had met quite a few strong opponents on his way here, but in his heart, the Old Beast Monarch always possessed the strongest technique, giving him the feeling of being unfathomable, never revealing everything he hid.

The old guy is terrifyingly strong!

His basic attributes are already high among Dominators of the same level, aside from those with the [God] traits supermodels, hardly anyone can surpass him, plus this terrifying skill, even Dominators with divine traits may not defeat him.

"Clang!!"

Once more, the Old Beast Monarch struck fiercely, creating an opening with a sword swing, kicked out a flaw, followed by the great sword descending from heaven, as if the next instant, it would split the Spiritualist’s head open.

But just as his great sword was about to fall, dark chains emanated from his body, tightly ensnaring the Old Beast Monarch.

"Huh~"

The Spiritualist startled, slowly rose from the ground, looked at the restrained Old Beast Monarch, spat casually and said, "Damn old thing, how are you still not dead?"

The Old Beast Monarch stared him down, cold and powerful aura undiminished, just the mere sight able to make him feel as if life was threatened.

"What’s the big deal!"

The Spiritualist kicked fiercely, causing the Old Beast Monarch to immediately spit blood from his mouth.

Afterward, a smile appeared on his face.

...

On the judges’ seat

Ye Mingqiu holding the judge by the collar, hanging him mid-air, asked, "Now that the fight is over, whatever I do has nothing to do with the arena, right? I want to settle some personal vendettas... Will the arena officials intervene?"

"No... no,"

The judge’s voice trembled with terror, feeling as if his throat would be crushed any moment, the aura bursting from his opponent was terrifying, he dared not defy.