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Haaah… haaah…

My body is screaming. My left arm is nearly useless, dangling at my side, and my right hand is only barely gripping the sword. But that doesn't matter. Because the ground around me is littered with corpses. Dragon Alliance members. Righteous Alliance members. All of them lying broken, carved apart by my blade and fists.

"What a joke," I mutter, blood dripping down my chin. "The so-called leaders of the two great alliances, and all their lapdogs… just to kill me. One man."

"You should have surrendered the Dragon Killing Arts and Immortal Dominating Punches when you had the chance!" the Dragon Alliance leader snarled, his voice cracking with fury.

The Righteous Alliance leader stepped beside him, face twisted in scorn. "Don't waste your breath, Yan. This arrogant brat would rather die than submit. Fine. We'll erase him here and now. His name will rot in the dirt."

I laughed. Even through the pain, even standing at death's door, I laughed. "Erase me? Don't make me laugh. The truly arrogant ones… are you bastards. You wanted me to hand over my arts, kneel down, and seal my own power? Dream on. I don't care much for these techniques—they fell into my lap by chance. But to quietly hand them over?"

I spat blood on the ground, raised my blade with both trembling arms. "If I'm going down… I'll drag you two bastards into hell with me."

And then I moved

The Dragon Alliance leader swung first, his blade carving the air with a technique that could split boulders. I stepped in, footwork sharp, and twisted my wrist—my sword clashed against his, sparks exploding in the night. With my free hand, I launched a strike straight into his ribs.

CRACK!

Bone cracked. He staggered, eyes wide, as my fist left an imprint in his armor.

The Righteous leader roared, stepping in with his great sword.I rolled my shoulder, shifted my sword to intercept, and unleashed dragon killing arts downward slash. The blade sang, vicious and hungry. His weapon nearly split in two under the weight of the strike, but he twisted away at the last second.

They pressed together, two predators circling their prey. But I wasn't prey. My blood boiled, my lungs burned, but every fiber of my being screamed to fight.

The Dragon leader lunged, blade thrusting for my throat. I caught it with the flat of my sword, the impact shuddering through my bones, then shoved upward and drove my knee into his gut. At the same instant, I dropped my sword and brought both fists down like hammers Immortal Dominating arts.

The ground split beneath us.

He coughed blood, collapsing to one knee.

The Righteous leader bellowed, swinging his great sword in a wide arc. Too close. No time. I grabbed the Dragon leader's body, yanked him into the path of the blade.

THWACK

The weapon bit into flesh that wasn't mine. The Dragon leader screamed, blood spraying.

"DAMN YOU!"

"He have you guys ever even fought together" I asked

The Righteous leader tried to wrench his weapon free, but I was already moving. My hand gripped my sword again, and I twisted in low Dragon Killing Slash. My blade carved through his thigh, cutting muscle and tendon.

He stumbled. I rose up, spinning, and slammed my fist into his jaw. Another Immortal Dominating Punch. His teeth shattered, his head snapped back, and blood sprayed in a mist.

I felt truly alive in this moment. I felt like I had become a storm. Both my blade and fist had surpassed there human limits maybe I can finally stand up against those so called dragons.

They came together one last time, desperation painted on their faces.

The Dragon leader roared, as he transformed partially, scales erupting along his arm. His sword gleamed like a fang.

Did he drink some of dragon's blood or something

The Righteous leader's body surged with martial intent, his great sword was shining like pure white light with qi

Two titans. One dying man.

I screamed and hurled myself into them.

My sword met the Dragon leader's scaled arm Dragon Killing Arts, quick slash. The blade carved through scale, flesh, and bone. His roar cut short as his arm and sword went flying.

At the same time, I pivoted, fist glowing with crushing intent Immortal Dominating Punch. I smashed straight through the Righteous leader's chest, my fist bursting out his back in a spray of blood and viscera. His eyes rolled back.

But the Dragon leader wasn't done. Even armless, he lunged with his jaws wide.

I let go of the dying Righteous leader, grabbed my sword with both hands, and rammed it up through his open maw.

SCHLK!

The blade tore out the back of his skull. His body twitched once, then fell still.

Silence.

Blood dripped from my face, from my arms, from my blade. My vision swam. My chest heaved.

Both leaders lay dead at my feet.

I laughed weakly, coughing blood. "Heh… what a joke… the alliances… crushed by one man…"

Suddenly my knees buckled. My eyes started losing light.

"...hah it seems this is the end... Not a bad way to go huh."

With that I fell into void.

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