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

stories about Elijah were

rows of spruce

stood firm like

Elijah transform before

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could hear the opponent’s blood and pulse roaring like a torrential river, steady and powerful as molten

Body of the Sword

arts master of Elijah’s cultivation stood atop Mount Fuoco, merged

Martial Arts, nor about worldly grudges. It’s a test of cultivation. Please give it your

slightly, sheathing his dragon dagger.

his

Maybe indfang deuntain stone.

an instant, his gaze turned sharp as a sword, and a whirlwind

strike, Elijah’s iron fist cracked the void and

Crack, crack, crack!

the howling mountain wind

snapped

billowed, and

yet landed, but the violent gust

dozen trees were uprooted by the

in Master

would reduce an ordinary warrior

Arts, where all his attacks were imbued with

expert could destroy

state one could achieve through rigorous inner

the

such an opponent, Robin could not afford to be careless. He struck

his palm strike–imbued with 30% of his power–generated a dazzling beam of light, shattering the stone beneath their feet and

taking his time, swung out

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