The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1089 A Breakthrough

On the giant screen beneath Mount Fuoco.

In the live broadcasts across the world’s major networks.

Once again, the billowing dust, stirred by the sword aura, obscured the view.

However, the tens of millions of spectators in Sakurania had already begun celebrating.

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They firmly believed that the invincible Blossomfall Blade, in the hands of the legendary Sword Saint, would be utterly unstoppable and create a miracle.

Yet, the top martial arts leaders of Sakuraniare

grim expressions; their brows tightly furrowed.

When Master Elijah had to unsheathe the Blossomfall Blade, the difference between him and Robin became even more apparent.

Daphne, Rita, and Vera were on the verge of breaking from tension.

If Robin failed to withstand Master Elijah’s strike, Mount Fuoco would become his final resting place.

The path of vengeance for the Dragon Manor would come to an end.

Worse, Draconia’s honor would suffer.

The Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Palace might, in their fury, cast off their battle robes and march into Sakurania, raising the blade of vengeance for Robin!

Atop Mount Fuoco.

Amidst the swirling sand and wind, the a martial spirit.

oment Elijah swung his battle blade, he seemed to be possessed by

The world–shaking aura of the Sword Saint erupted in full force!

The Blossomfall Blade truly lived up to its name as the king of blades.

Infused with Master Elijah’s indomitable will, it was as if the Blade God had descended, filling the skies with murderous intent.

Elijah gripped his sword with both hands, meeting Robin’s thunderous, sky–splitting strike head–on. With a forceful sweep, he deflected the violent edge. Then, twisting midair, he slashed horizontally toward Robin’s midsection.

The silver blade radiance reflected the blistering midday sun, adorning the storm–ravaged peak of Mount Fuoco in dazzling, chaotic brilliance!

Before Master Elijah even swung his cold and imposing blade, its intent had already slashed toward Robin’s waist the moment the thought took form.

This strike embodied Master Elijah’s entire martial will–where the blade’s intent reached, killing intent surged!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

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raw fist force, erupting in

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shook this sacred training ground, silent for 30 years, igniting an earth–shattering

four–foot Blossomfall Blade was indeed

worthy of the world–renowned

blade in a fierce, merciless strike, Robin dared not be careless–he had no choice but to

blade light flowed effortlessly, surging up and down, stirring countless flickering

which had stood for millions of years, to the brink of collapse,

sweeping blade when Elijah’s second attack came

the blade struck,

alive–man and blade

of a single second, the Blossomfall Blade had already slashed

fierce; the

silver radiance interwove into dazzling

Then–boom!

struck out–its force colliding with the relentless flurry of blade light, erupting in a

trembled violently as his punch shattered the blinding curtain

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Elijah tilted his

razor–sharp fist wind sliced through his

sunlight, countless silver strands burst into the air, scattering in the

a fraction of a second slower,

was as powerful as a meteor descending from the sky, engulfing everything in its path and dwarfing even the tallest mountains

Saint head–on would have reduced any ordinary martial grandmaster to

all, a Sword Saint–level grandmaster of the supreme Northern Star Sect, his martial

legendary Blossomfall Blade in his grasp, he barely managed to

series of top–level attacks, including lifting, thrusting, intercepting, blocking, crashing, sweeping, guiding, and entangling. All of these attacks

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retreating with divine agility, a single swing could sever mountains and rivers

weaving between feints and advances–forcefully devouring half of Robin’s ferocious fist

came to a sudden halt. Master Elijah gathered all his inner strength and struck with a single slash, cleaving down upon

Clang!

even the dormant magma of Mount Fuoco, causing it to

direct clash. It was a collision

both fighters were instantly forced apart–sliding backward ten meters in opposite directions, leaving behind deep, trench–like footprints carved into the

finally nodded toward Master

life he had encountered a truly