Victory Fist

"Roar, Demon Dragon!"

Pei Jin reacted immediately, letting out a low roar to awaken the Demon Dragon's soul within the Demon Dragon Blade.

Black mist erupted from the Demon Dragon Blade, and a roar rang out within it. An enormous Demon Dragon shot skyward from the mist below, ramming its sharp horns toward Success City's airship.

But just then, a man leaped from the airship and dropped above the Demon Dragon's head. As the Demon Dragon was about to strike the ship's underside, he suddenly shouted and accelerated downward, crashing like a meteor between its horns.

The impact sent the surrounding space shuddering violently. Centered on the point of collision, the tremendous impact actually triggered hydrogen fusion, and a chain of explosions swept across the entire sky.

However, a nuclear blast of this magnitude could harm neither the Demon Dragon nor the man.

The man was no ordinary figure. He was the Victory King's third disciple, named Victory Frenzy. He was utterly obsessed with body tempering, to the point of replacing many parts of his body that could not be trained with stronger materials.

His bones came from a monster in the Dream Realm. They were absurdly hard and could continually strengthen themselves by absorbing other elements.

Those monster bones alone multiplied his defenses countless times over. Combined with the body he trained day and night, the only person in Success City physically stronger than him was the Victory King.

Because of his monster bones, he did not dress formally like the others. Instead, his clothes hung loosely, leaving all his joints exposed.

His joints had no flesh covering them. The bones were completely exposed and covered in spikes capable of inflicting considerable damage.

"Again!"

Victory Frenzy spat out a mouthful of black smoke, his eyes blazing as he stared