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Te Jofy was there? Seeing Te Jofy flying over the wall, Dorata wore a sense of vigilance in his amber eyes. In contrast with his incapability of noticing this big man, this boy managed to locate Te Jofy’s hiding place while focusing on the fight with him. What appalling observation abilities he had!

If this observation forte was used in real fights... one’s combat power might be able to reach new heights. Dorata nodded his head slightly, telling himself that he couldn’t underestimate this young person.

"Boy, how did you find me out? There are so many people with different sensations in the surroundings and I’m hidden in such a secret place. Besides, you are engaged in a fight..." Te Jofy wobbled his plump body and kept shaking his head while walking through the crowd.

Qian Jin screwed his lips. Was it that difficult to smell him out? In the West Mountain in the Endless World, there were more and harder fights to deal with, more miscellaneous sensations to tell apart and more lurking color-changing demon beasts capable of turning their skin the same color as that of the environment to make them harder to detect.

For all those years of deadly training, how could the hiding spot of Te Jofy pose a challenge for him? Qian Jin wore a bitter smile on his face. Had he become unable to perform this degree of observation abilities, he would have been killed in the West Mountain numerous times and wouldn’t have found the ore deposit of Energy Core indicated by Uncle Enlak.

That was an ore deposit of level 10 Energy Cores! Recalling the ore deposit detected in the West Mountain, Qian Jin couldn’t help uttering a string of sighs. Should such a long belt of ore harboring deluxe Energy Cores found in the Frontier between the Zence Empire and the Demons, the most savage Human-Demon battle in history might occur immediately.

"Notary? Great idea." Te Jofy took the secret scroll of [Land Tearing Chop] from Qian Jin’s hand and randomly turned some pages, the sight of which made him contract his pupil repeatedly and shake his hands slightly. Given his years of cultivation of fighting technique, he could tell by instinct that this was a high-leveled fighting technique.

It was of the divine level. Te Jofy could say with sheer certainty that this copy of [Land Tearing Chop] was a genuine divine technique. But where did this young boy get so many strange fighting techniques?

"Boy, watch out for his impact force." Te Jofy whispered swiftly to Qian Jin after verifying the [Land Tearing Chop]. "After casting Avatar, his stamina will be increased by five times, his combat power at least twice, and his defensive power by three times. You shouldn’t ever compete with him in stamina, nor should you try hurting him at the cost of injuring yourself. Be aware that he might try injuring you at the expense of hurting himself."

While reaching the summit of the Golden Warrior Heart, the combat power would be increased twofold. Qian Jin couldn’t help lamenting that the inventor of Avatar was really an ingenious Dwarf.

"Bear in mind that you shouldn’t fight with him at the loss on both sides even if he forces you to do so." Te Jofy screwed his lips, "Nevermind. I don’t’ really know how to break through his fighting moves. Everything depends on you yourself. In case you feel endangered, acknowledge defeat to him at once to minimize your loss. This Dwarf is really ruthless when fighting."

"What are you nagging about?" Dorata looked at Te Jofy with discontent. "You stupid fatty. Come here and take my fighting technique to carry out this notary sham."

Te Jofy frowned and walked toward Dorata. Though Wusheng King was receptive in recruiting all kinds of species, he shouldn’t have taken in this Dwarf who came from such an anti-foreigner tribe and had once incapacitated two young promising bandits.

"Take it away." Dorata threw the scroll of the [Avatar] at Te Jofy and shouted impatiently, "be quick!"

Te Jofy lowered his head to look at Avatar and then strolled back to Qian Jin and whispered to him again, "Boy, you also have to pay attention to his hammer, the Hammer of Windstorm. As a magic conductor, it can be used not only for forging but also concentrating the warrior power to form a warrior seal to be shot out. You will be easily knocked out if you use your body for defense. It’s really a special... magic conductor..." Well, what made people dizzy was not the release of the fighting technique, but the inserted spell that induced dizziness.

To knock people out? Qian Jin fixed his eyes on the Hammer of Windstorm, in which a highly complicated magic array was formed by several simple magic arrays. In fact, the synthesized magic array was still very simple and what knocked people out was the inserted dizziness spell instead of the release of a fighting technique.

The right way of using the hammer was breaking through the warrior power or body-protective warrior power and by using fighting techniques and then carry out the magic attack to knock the enemies out.

To break through the warrior power or body-protective fighting technique for carrying out the magic attack? Qian Jin smiled. During the days when he was cultivating Wind and Cloud Golden Body in Four Seasons Valley, the most frequently adopted method was making use of the restructuring time after the Golden Body was smashed with the help of the impact force of Volcano Potion. In respect of recovery speed, Qian Jin was confident that even the Soul-Power Warriors couldn’t be as quick as him.

"I will attend to it." Qian Jin nodded his head and took out the Zhanmadao from his warrior dimension. After infusing some warrior power into Zhanmadao, it produced a horrible screech and flashed a cold light from its three-foot-long blade at Dorata.

To fight against an armed enemy with bare hands? That was asking for a beating. Qian Jin’s hunch in forging was nowhere to be hidden. The moment he took out Zhanmadao, the temperature of the entire surroundings began to drop.

Dorata wasn’t able to control himself fully and trembled slightly. "What...what is the weapon held in this boy’s hand? Zhan... Zhanmadao? Isn’t this a special weapon used by warriors to cope with cavalry soldiers which is not suitable for face-to-face fights? Wouldn’t the ones hit by it have their arms torn off"

People who used this type of weapons... Dorata felt a little worried, as those people who dared using this type of weapons were generally powerful. It was said that this boy once used Te Jofy as the weapon for beating the enemies, so he wouldn’t have any difficulties using this blade.

Miscalculation. It was not until this moment did Dorata find out that he had little knowledge of Qian Jin.

Te Jofy took several steps back, waved downward his arms lifted high and said, "Let’s get started."

Before finishing his words, Qian Jin fastened his steps and bent his back into a bow. All of a sudden, the warrior power rotation speed had reached the summit by virtue of the force given from his back and the warrior power. He bent his body into a shrimp’s shape and activated the Fury Lotus Fighting Technique with his feet.

By doing this, the dust under Qian Jin’s feet was triggered to bubble up which then streamed to both sides, looking as if there had blossomed wisps of huge white lotuses.

But these lotuses soon withered. They were more like the beautiful but fleeting Broad-leaved epiphyllum

Such was the Blooming Fury Lotus, the embodiment of the entering into a new level of Fury Lotus Fighting Technique

It was the consummate combination of warrior power and physical force that turned the dust into fury lotuses. It was not designed for decoration, but for speeding up as soon as the warrior power and physical strength were harmoniously blended with each other. By doing so, the entire body would be truly integrated for producing such a blooming scene in the high-speed advancing state.

At the sight of this, the groaning bandits on the ground opened their eyes widest. What the f**k! How could this boy reach such a high speed?

Te Jofy couldn’t stop the cramping of his eyes as Qian Jin’s combat power was ever increased. "The other day when I was fighting with him, he wasn’t as compelling as this. During our fight just now, he didn’t use the entirety of his strength. His fight with Dorata today is sure to be awesome." Te Jofy thought to himself.

Puff! Puff! Puff.

Qian Jin activated the entirety of his strength. Just within a blink, he approached Dorata and started to exert the marvelous force of his Zhanmadao.

Without any hesitation, Qian Jin performed the eighth move by integrating the Bloody Combat Seven Strikes and chopped at Dorata’s head with Zhanmadao.

Dorata felt the smell of death on his skull. His red beard was triggered to spread like a bird’s nest, which then stood on end, looking as if he had been struck by lightning.

All at once, he realized that it would be worse for him to dodge this attack. Now that Qian Jin had been chopping at him, the initiation was totally transferred to him, which would give him the poorest result.

The only applicable way of fighting was facing up to the incoming attack. Dorata felt regretful for the late-arrived enlightenment. Should he realize this sometime earlier, he wouldn’t have used any weapon to fight with this young person who unexpectedly picked up a huge war saber for fighting.

It was such a powerful warrior weapon, in the face of which any enhanced body-protective fighting techniques, stamina and recovery speed were reduced to nothing.

Dodging was the worse choice out there. By doing so, the performer had substantially given up half of the initiative of the battle.

Dorata was left with no time to utter a sigh but lifted his murderous intent honed by years of life-or-death fighting to the highest. He leaned to one side, swung his feet inside and wielded the Hammer of Windstorm by half a circle, by doing which he produced a horrific screech in the air. Then he chopped at the flank of Zhanmadao.

By leaning to one side and swinging the feet, the body moved and performed a horizontal chop. This series of moves was performed in a dazzlingly quick way. It was exactly [Thunder Strike], the special fighting technique belonging to the Dwarves.

Qian Jin forced a sneer from the corner of his lips and swung his wrists, at the same time pulling his Zhanmadao backward slightly to activate the Bloody Combat Seven Strikes to chop at the Hammer of Windstorm. The moment these two weapons clashed with each other, a stream of sparks was triggered, while Zhanmadao was closely stuck on the surface of the war hammer like a magnet, which then started to move along the war hammer like a hacksaw, producing balls of sparks and strings of screeching sounds that sounded like thunderclaps in the scudding clouds.

Bang bang bang bang bang...clang clang clang...

The screeching sound was so terrible that the crowd of people lying on the ground hurriedly covered their ears with their hands to avoid being deafened by it.

"How could he react so quickly and possess such strengths as well as such compelling warrior power? It seemed to be rotating at the speed of one million cycles...no, two million cycles."