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Xun Uchiha slowly turned, his short black hair stirring faintly in the motionless wind. He did not spare the terrified Military King a glance, merely speaking in a calm voice that chilled the blood:
"A few months ago, I crushed a so-called Military King with my own hands."
He stepped forward, making the ground tremble slightly, his gaze as cold as ice:
"Today, I might as well make it a pair."
The Military King's expression changed drastically as the memory of the Heavenly King severely wounding him three months earlier flashed through his mind. That expendable fighter, who should have been shattered and fleeing for his life, now stood before him completely unscathed. He had even blocked his killing move with effortless ease.
"It's you!" the Military King rasped, fury mingling with terror. "You escaped death, only to walk straight into my trap! Since you've delivered yourself to me, I'll use your life to reach perfection!"
Before his words had faded, the Military King's blood surged throughout his body. His eyes turned crimson, and his roar shattered the surrounding silence:
"Die! Die!"
With a furious shout, he once again gathered all his essence, energy, and spirit. A second, even fiercer Eightfold Heaven-Shaking Palm swept toward Xun Uchiha, blanketing him in an aura of destruction.
The wind from his palm surged like raging waves crashing against the shore. Carrying tremendous force, it tore through the air and lunged straight for Xun Uchiha's face. The Military King's expression twisted viciously, his assault ferocious enough to grind the man before him into dust.
Facing this thunderous strike, Xun Uchiha's expression remained unchanged. He softly uttered, "Time Slow."
In an instant, someone seemed to have pressed the world's slow-motion button. The howling wind froze in midair, birdsong in the forest abruptly ceased, and