In the final moments of the underwater battle in the Fragrant Sea Region, Maradona's phantom descended from the sky, retrieving the God Dou Weapon [ Broken Blade ] lost by D'Alessandro from the Sea Clan god Kluivert. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, it left a deep impression on Sun Fei. It was the first time he had seen this man hailed as the pinnacle of the Human Clan warriors on the Azeroth Continent, and the first time he had witnessed the strongest power of the Human Clan.
Back then, a mere phantom could effortlessly snatch a God Dou Weapon from an evil god. Just how incredible was Maradona's true strength? Sun Fei couldn't quite grasp it, but one thing was certain: he was at least Demigod.
Now, Maradona's personal visit has a very clear purpose: to secure the services of his second protégé, D'Alessandro.
Almost the instant Maradora froze, Emperor Yassin didn't seem to have any intention of greeting him or asking if he had eaten. Instead, he raised his hand and threw a punch through the air.
The next instant, a series of dragon roars resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Previously, when facing two top-tier powerhouses, D'Alessandro and Emperor of Anzhi, Emperor Yassin simply used his domain power to easily defeat them. However, facing the man before him, Emperor Yassin dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately unleashed his strongest battle technique, [ Dragon Fist ].
Moreover, this move was quite different from the previous [ Dragon Fist ].
Having ascended to Demigod, Emperor Yassin's understanding and control of power itself, as well as the Dragon Fist, have reached a new level. With a single punch, a five-clawed golden dragon emerges from his fist amidst a dragon's roar, as if it were a living being. Its power does not leak out in the slightest, appearing slow but actually swift, as it devours its opponent.
The fist's momentum and sound seemed inferior to when he was at the Blazing Sun Class Great Perfection, but the power contained within was many times greater. At the very least, Sun Fei could clearly sense that if he were even slightly grazed by this divine power stream that had transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, he would instantly shatter into dust and disappear into the world. Sun Fei had no confidence that even the [ Immortal King's Soul Crusher ] war hammer, which was said to be indestructible, could withstand this attack.
On the other side, Maradora didn't seem too surprised by Emperor Yassin's sudden attack.
He slightly raised his slightly chubby arm, spread his fingers, and pushed it outwards slightly in mid-air.
boom!
Everyone felt as if the whole world had shaken slightly for a moment.
Then, the space between the two people seemed to boil violently, like boiling water. The whole process lasted for about thirty seconds, and then everything fell silent, as if nothing had happened.
Only Sun Fei could see that during that one strike, the space between the two had been destroyed Revive countless times. This was a contest of divine power, something that mortals could not possibly comprehend.
" The Continent Martial Saint truly lives up to his reputation." Emperor Yassin took a slight step back, his expression solemn.
Opposite him, Maradona's face remained expressionless. He merely swayed slightly, then his hand reached down, forming a gigantic, transparent force that grasped at the Rock mountain beneath the ground that was suppressing D'Alessandro. Clearly, he had come to rescue him.
Emperor Yassin snorted coldly, and with a backhand strike, a dragon-shaped burst of energy shattered Maradona's palm into fragments.
With his movements thwarted, Maradona flew directly towards the ground, arriving before the Rock peak in an instant. He blew out a breath, turning the entire peak into a wisp of orange-yellow flame. The six Sub-Divine Runes on the peak could not hinder him in the slightest. With a backhand lift, he rescued D'Alessandro, who was trapped beneath him.
"Master, haha, you've come to save me! That old scoundrel Yassin is so arrogant, he doesn't take you seriously at all, and he actually suppressed me here. He clearly wants to compete with you for the title of the First Martial Saint..." D'Alessandro was overjoyed to be freed and kept stirring up trouble.
"Insolence!" Emperor Yassin roared.
He was clearly angered by Maradona's attitude.
Taking a small step forward, Emperor Yassin raised his arm and threw a punch. The sound of a dragon roared again, filling the heavens and earth. A divine fist force of a five-clawed golden dragon flashed by silently, attacking D'Alessandro in Maradona's hands. It was as if he wanted to directly kill the person Maradona was trying to save.
Unexpectedly, Maradona flashed forward, effortlessly unleashing an attack through the mountainside. Facing the still-powerful Dragon Fist, Maradona did not retaliate but instead retreated rapidly. At the same time, his left hand trembled, unleashing a surge of power. The sound of bones breaking was heard, blood splattered, and D'Alessandro's screams filled the air. Wisps of pale silver light, like scattered starlight, emanated from D'Alessandro's body.
Emperor Yassin was slightly taken aback, took a step back, and the dragon's roar in the sky instantly disappeared, as did the residual force that had been chasing Maradona.
The screams of D'Alessandro echoed through the sky.
"Master... you... ah... you destroyed my Dou Qi... ah, why? No... why... why did you do this?"
D'Alessandro's battle Dou Qi, at the peak of the Blazing Sun Class Great Perfection, was incredibly powerful. No one knew how many years he had cultivated or how many fortuitous encounters he had experienced to reach this point, standing at the pinnacle of the Human Clan martial artists. Yet today, he was crippled by his master, the Continent Martial Saint Maradona.
"What I gave you, I have taken back with my own hands. From this day forward, Martial Saint Mountain and you have nothing more to do with each other." Maradona spoke for the first time, his voice calm yet filled with undeniable resolve. He released his grip, and with a gentle force, sent the crippled D'Alessandro back to the ground. He sighed softly, "How I wish you were still the child you were a hundred years ago, the one who would share his only half-eaten loaf of bread with his companions in the storm. I took you as my disciple and taught you martial arts out of kindness, but now it seems I have harmed you!"
D'Alessandro was struck dumb, collapsing to the ground in a daze, forgetting to wail, as if he had suddenly remembered something.
In the sky, Maradona looked at Emperor Yassin and said, "Is Emperor Zenit satisfied with my explanation?"
Emperor Yassin nodded.
The Continent Martial Saint of the Continent Martial Saint has his own dignity. He wants to personally reclaim the power of his disciples, because it is a divine ability he bestowed upon them, and he will absolutely not allow anyone else to interfere.
Pop!
Upon seeing Emperor Yassin nod, with a soft sound, like a bubble bursting in the air, Maradona's figure suddenly vanished into the world.
Emperor Yassin was momentarily stunned, then his expression changed drastically.
Sun Fei was also completely shocked at that moment. He suddenly realized that the ' Maradona ' that had just appeared was just a phantom, just like the one that appeared during the last battle at the bottom of the sea. However, this phantom was able to fight the Demigod Yassin without being at a disadvantage, and it even had the intelligence of a real person. It was as if it were made of flesh and blood. Even the Demigod Emperor Yassin only realized this at the very end.
What kind of strength is this?
Third update.