Chapter 1087 Final Showdown at Mount Fuoco

At the peak of the towering Mount Fuoco, a fierce mountain wind roared!

Elijah slowly stood up, the wind whipping his dry, silver hair wildly.

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In front of the cameras, the warriors of the Sakuranian Martial Arts World immediately burst into cheers!

“Look! That’s our Sword Saint, Master Elijah!”

“Wow! Master Elijah looks nowhere near his 70 years. He seems like a young martial artist in his prime at

30!”

“Master Elijah sat atop Mount Fuoco for 30 years. Imagine the discipline and cultivation he must have to achieve that!”

“Is that scandal from 30 years ago true?”

“Are you an idi*t? Someone as esteemed as Master Elijah, whom even the emperor respect, wouldn’t shame himself over something like that!”

“Those sinister tricks used by contemptible people, like planting drugs, causing car accidents, or spreading scandals–any baseless accusation that can stir public outrage–can ruin a genius warrior’s life in an instant.”

“It’s a shame to lose 30 golden years of Master Elijah’s life like that!”

“Time will prove everything!”

“Without Master Elijah, the Sakuranian Martial Arts World is just a bunch of clowns!”

“When there’s no formidable opponent, they think they’re somebody.”

“When Divine Drakebane comes knocking, they remember Master Elijah. It’s really shameless!”

“Greedy fools who care only about their interests have no shame.”

Eira stood amidst the thousands, hidden under a baseball cap and a large mask, gazing at Elijah on the screen and listening to the warriors‘ discussions about him.

A trace of comfort and joy flickered in her eyes.

Eira had come especially to send Elijah off after receiving his handwritten letter yesterday.

Watching Elijah’s slender figure stand as a beacon in the roaring mountain wind atop Mount Fuoco brought tears to her eyes.

had never seen Elijah before, not even a

the stories about Elijah were

fierce winds atop Mount Fuoco bowed the rows of

Master Elijah stood firm

watched Elijah transform

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dull, aged eyes

inner sword energy radiance of

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the opponent’s blood and pulse roaring like a torrential river, steady

Iron Body of the

Mount Fuoco, merged as one with the sacred land of

deeply. “Mr. Ramsey, our battle is not about Sakuranian Martial Arts, nor about worldly

his dragon

planted his saber

Maybe indfang deuntain stone.

sharp as a sword, and

iron fist cracked the void

Crack, crack, crack!

the void, the howling mountain wind shattered under

from his punch snapped hundreds of spruce branches around

Robin’s clothes billowed, and

hadn’t yet landed, but the violent gust

from the spruce trees flew wildly, and a dozen trees were uprooted by

entirely enveloped in

reduce an ordinary

reached the Pinnacle of Martial Arts, where all his attacks were imbued with a force known as

expert could destroy

one could achieve through

Martial Will, coupled with the primal force

not afford to be

of his power–generated a dazzling beam of light, shattering the stone

his time, swung out another palm, countering the

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