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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Robin’s raw fist

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sacred training ground, silent for 30 years, igniting an

Blade

was worthy of the world–renowned glory

Elijah’s seamless fusion of man and blade in a fierce, merciless strike, Robin dared not be careless–he had no choice but

effortlessly, surging up

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

had just dodged the first sweeping blade when Elijah’s second

the blade

alive–man and

span of a single second, the Blossomfall Blade

remained fierce; the raging

dazzling halos, completely engulfing Robin

Then–boom!

relentless flurry of blade light,

violently as his punch shattered the blinding curtain of blade light, launching straight toward Master

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startled, Master Elijah tilted his

sliced through his long, flowing hair

the dazzling sunlight, countless silver strands burst into the air,

of a second slower, Robin’s punch would have torn straight through

a meteor descending from the sky, engulfing everything in its path and dwarfing

the Sword Saint head–on would have reduced

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

Blade in his grasp, he barely managed to hold his ground against the monstrous killing intent

It flowed smoothly through a series of top–level attacks, including lifting, thrusting, intercepting,

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drifting clouds, swift as

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a single swing could sever mountains and rivers

defense, weaving between feints and advances–forcefully devouring half of Robin’s

halt. Master Elijah gathered all his inner strength and struck with a single slash, cleaving down upon Robin’s

Clang!

clash, like an ancient bell tolling through the ages, shook even the dormant magma

first direct clash. It was a collision of

forced apart–sliding backward ten meters in opposite directions, leaving behind deep,

toward Master

first time in his life he had encountered