Chapter 681: I Count Down Three Numbers! Leave or Stay?

"Zhou Xuan is actually Xu Jingming?"

Brady was equally stunned.

Although Xu Jingming won dual championships at the Global Talent Exchange Competition.

But in their eyes, he was merely an unripe talent.

While Zhou Xuan had repeatedly fought on the frontlines, targeted by eighth-rank ferocious beasts—a ruthless legend!

Rumors even claimed Zhou Xuan's strength had reached the Ninth-Star Master level, though unverified.

Now you tell me Xu Jingming and Zhou Xuan are the same person—who wouldn't be stunned?

"Talents from every nation mostly huddle in their own countries to cultivate.

They rarely even enter the wilderness, let alone the frontline battlefields with extreme casualty rates.

This Xu Jingming from Great Xia is truly unusual."

Brady couldn't help but remark.

He was a seventh-rank Master from the EU, with neither strong admiration nor disdain for Great Xia.

But purely based on Xu Jingming's performance, he far surpassed the EU's own talents.

"Xu Jingming! I know you're Great Xia's prodigy.

But do you really think that title alone entitles you to claim all the Divine Blood? That's naively overconfident."

After his shock, a seventh-rank peak Master spoke sternly.

Though Xu Jingming was Great Xia's SS-rank prodigy, no one would back down over tangible gains.

"Title? No, no, no—I never said I'd rely on my title. I rely on strength!"

Xu Jingming shook his head, then turned to Leng Yuexi and smiled:

"Sis Xue, Xiao Chan, long time no see—mind lending me a hand now?"

Though he longed to fight every strong presence here.

But Divine Blood was top priority—he wouldn't risk it; better to bring Leng Yuexi and her sister.

"Half a year apart, and you start ordering me around? Is that how you treat your sister?"

Leng Yuexi shot him a disgruntled glance, crossed her arms, and walked toward him.

Leng Yuexi was naturally tall, around 1. 4 meters.

Her proportions were excellent; her legs, wrapped in battle armor, carried subtle curves yet remained straight and slender like chopsticks.

A deep purple high-temperature flame constantly surrounded her, making her appear as if she were the Queen of Flames.

"Seriously, I'm your senior too—why do you call her 'Sis Xue' but me 'Xiao Chan'?"

Leng Yuechan grumbled in dissatisfaction but still followed her sister's steps.

Her fluffy fox tail swayed behind her.

The two other seventh-rank upper and middle Masters mirrored the same motion.

As soon as they stepped forward, Xu Jingming's group swelled to five.

The remaining seventh-rank Masters on the opposite side dropped to ten.

"Bringing in reinforcements? That's your idea of strength?" one seventh-rank peak Master sneered.

"Connections are a form of strength too," Xu Jingming said matter-of-factly.

"Your so-called connections? One sixth-rank middle, two seventh-rank middle, and one seventh-rank upper?

All weaklings—what right do you have to monopolize the Divine Blood?"

Though Xu Jingming's numbers surged, they still failed to command respect.

"Seventh-rank middle? Don't underestimate me—or you'll lose your life!"

Leng Yuexi's gaze turned icy; her S-class elemental ability, "Nine You Purple Flame," erupted fully—its power skyrocketed!

The scorching, eerie aura made everyone's faces change.

S-class ability!

At that moment, a Master recognized Leng Yuexi and whispered:

"I know her—she's Leng Yuexi, branch head of the Spirit Fox Guild, combat strength rivaling an eighth-rank Grand Master!"

At this, the crowd instantly shifted in alarm.

Xu Jingming and Leng Yuexi were both nearly eighth-rank Grand Master level in combat.

Among the rest here, though four were seventh-rank peak Masters,

in pure combat power, none could be certain they surpassed Xu Jingming's group.

"Now, will you yield the Divine Blood to us?"

Xu Jingming stared coldly around: "I'll count down three. Leave or stay—your choice.

But after three, anyone still here is my enemy!

3... ......

As Xu Jingming began counting, Brady of the Degaka Clan immediately fled with his companion without looking back.

He had once fought alongside Xu Jingming on the Mocheng frontline.

In that battle, Xu Jingming's combat power was far beyond anything he could match.

Now, Xu Jingming's aura was more than double what it had been on the battlefield.

Who knew how terrifying his true strength was? He had no guts to stay.

Let others fight over the Divine Blood on the ground—he was done.

With Brady and his partner gone, the remaining ten dropped to eight; the four seventh-rank peak Masters were now three.

Then three more left.

When Xu Jingming finished counting, five remained: two seventh-rank peak Masters and three seventh-rank upper Masters.

They had confidence in their strength, so they stayed.

"I gave you chances. Looks like you won't take them."

Xu Jingming's eyes unleashed unrestrained brutality:

"Then don't blame me! Thunder God Descends!"

With a roar, a towering, oppressive Thunder God silhouette rose above Xu Jingming's head.

Then he pointed his left hand.

Behind him, the Brilliant Thunder Ring spun wildly—the clear sky instantly darkened with storm clouds!

Crack! Crack! Crack!...

The next instant,

amid thunderous roars, dozens of lightning bolts, piercing heaven and earth, rained down on the three seventh-rank upper Masters!

Heavenly Thunder Art!

This S+ class single-target lightning technique, amplified by Thunder God Descends, became a group attack!

The three, as seventh-rank upper Masters, had their own trump cards.

But they could barely withstand three or four strikes before collapsing, swallowed whole by golden lightning.

Two or three seconds later, the lightning faded—the weakest of the three, the elemental mage, was already dead.

The other two, seventh-rank upper enhancement Masters, were charred black, breathing faintly, critically wounded and near death.

"One technique... could be this terrifying?!"

Leng Yuechan's eyes widened, her fair, delicate face filled with shock.

Those were seventh-rank upper Masters!

In any nation, they were absolute elites!

Yet before Xu Jingming, they were crushed like ants.

"Has Jingming really become this strong?" Leng Yuexi's beautiful eyes held quiet astonishment.

She had thought that after reaching seventh-rank middle and fully mastering her S-class ability, she could easily overpower Xu Jingming.

But now, it seemed his strength was not much weaker than hers...