"Hongmen actually has a Saint?"
Xi Dele's pair of brown pupils constricted slightly. He hadn't expected this seemingly simple-minded and physically strong fellow to also be a Saint, and one who practiced the extremely rare path of external training.
"I originally thought this battle had no suspense, but now it seems it might be quite interesting. Two Saints fighting – this is extremely rare in the history of the World Gang Competition."
"However, since Xi Dele dares to boast about challenging China's three major gangs, he must have some confidence and his strength is not simple. I wonder if this Chinese Saint expert of external training can stop Xi Dele's advance?"
The crowd murmured, shocked by Lin Haotian's displayed strength while also feeling a sense of anticipation.
In the World Gang Competition, having one Saint participating was already a rare event, let alone witnessing two Saints battle.
To cultivate to the Saint realm before the age of thirty was already a sign of extraordinary talent. To now witness a battle between two young prodigies naturally made people incredibly excited and expectant.
"Very good. It seems your China has been preparing for this World Gang Competition for a long time, with each faction having a Saint guarding them."
"This is good. Only with sufficient strength can you prove how immensely powerful I am." After a slight internal tremor, Xi Dele quickly regained his composure.
Although Hongmen's strength exceeded his expectations, he was very confident in his own abilities. While he had only recently entered the Saint realm, the unique nature of his cultivated energy allowed his combat power to far surpass Saints of the same realm. His current strength was already very close to the mid-Saint stage.
In Xi Dele's eyes, individuals like Yi Feichen, who could only unleash power comparable to mid-Saint experts for a short period, were not much of a threat.
"Stop with the nonsense. Hurry up and show me your moves. Let's see how powerful you really are to possess such great confidence," Lin Haotian waved his hand at Xi Dele, saying casually.
As the only Saint among the younger generation of the Mafia, Xi Dele held a high status and was always treated with sufficient respect and courtesy wherever he went. This was the first time in his life he had encountered someone so arrogant in front of him.
Even though he knew the other party was also a Saint, Xi Dele felt uncomfortable and filled with anger, believing it was necessary to act decisively and thoroughly intimidate him.
"Since you wish to see, then watch closely."
As Xi Dele's voice fell, a faint grayish-white energy emerged from his body, surrounding him and suffusing the air with a power of stillness and death.
"This guy is actually using his Death Power directly. It seems this foolish brute has indeed succeeded in enraging Xi Dele," Summers exclaimed upon seeing this, feeling a surge of pity for Lin Haotian.
"Perhaps he feels pressured," Jedra on the side chimed in.
"Pressure?" Summers didn't believe Jedra. Although the burly Hongmen member's strength had also reached the Saint level, and he was an extremely rare cultivator of the physical body, in Summers' eyes, Xi Dele was an even more formidable existence. Not only had he entered the Saint realm early, but he had also cultivated Death Energy, which was rarely seen even in a century, giving him combat power far exceeding opponents of the same level.
"Let's just watch," Jedra said no more, as he keenly sensed that the burly Hongmen member was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.
"This energy actually contains some profound mysteries of the Way of Death?"
"This is rather interesting. It seems the energy cultivation system in the West also has some merits." Zhang Fan felt a genuine surprise upon sensing the Death Power released by Xi Dele.
Among the energies in heaven and earth, the most common were wind, thunder, and the Five Elements. For instance, Zhang Fan's Lightning Fire Divine Pupils cultivated the fire of the Five Elements and the thunder of heaven and earth.
There were also other relatively special energies, such as darkness, light, life, and death...
Transcendents who could cultivate these types of special energies were generally much more powerful than those who cultivated wind, thunder, and Five Elements energies. Xi Dele, standing before them, was a prime example.
He hadn't entered the Saint realm for long, but with the astonishing aura he was currently displaying, his strength was already extremely close to the mid-Saint stage.
Yi Feichen also watched Xi Dele with a solemn expression, feeling an extremely strong sense of threat from the young man.
"Take this!"
The hazy Death Power, manipulated by Xi Dele, condensed into a spear of energy that was entirely black, carrying a power of stillness and death, and shot directly towards Lin Haotian.
The long spear swept across the sea. Wherever it passed, the water turned black, and many dead fish floated to the surface, looking extremely ominous.
"Such powerful Death Power!"
Upon witnessing this scene, everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Without even making contact, simply by skimming the surface of the sea, it had corroded and killed creatures in the depths. If an ordinary transcendent were to be hit by Xi Dele's Death Spear, they would likely not live long.
They all looked at Lin Haotian, wanting to know how this strong man would respond.
However, to their great surprise, Lin Haotian showed no reaction to the change in the sea's surface, maintaining his usual indifferent demeanor. He didn't even make a move after Xi Dele launched his attack.
Only when the long spear was less than ten feet away from Lin Haotian did he draw his fist and unleash a swift punch!
The punch struck the sharp spearhead. Contrary to what everyone expected, Lin Haotian's fist was not pierced by the Death Spear. Instead, a piercingly sharp explosion sounded. The spear, condensed from Death Power, was directly shattered by Lin Haotian's punch. Lin Haotian's fist force, however, did not stop; it directly dispersed the shattered Death Power and charged towards Xi Dele.
Xi Dele was caught off guard, having completely not anticipated that Lin Haotian's punch would not only break through his Death Power but also carry a powerful follow-through force directly towards him.
"Death Beads!"
However, Xi Dele's reaction was extremely swift, and his techniques were applied with masterful proficiency. In less than a second, he condensed three Death Beads around his body, which began to rotate rapidly, enveloping him tightly. Xi Dele was extremely confident in his defensive means. To break through his defense, all three rapidly rotating Death Beads around him had to be shattered. He believed that even he himself would need some time to achieve this. He could even form five Death Beads around himself at full strength, making him unafraid of opponents in the mid-Saint stage.
"This fist force is filled with strong penetration, but my Death Beads should be able to block it."
The moment this thought appeared in his mind, three crisp sounds echoed in Xi Dele's ears. Subsequently, his body suffered a heavy blow, and he spat out blood. His body rolled dozens of meters across the sea surface before he finally managed to stop.
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