Chapter 494: Dimensional Tempest

Within the stark black-and-white dimensional space,

Yenir, expressionless, thrust his sword straight toward Lu Tianming’s brow, slicing through as if cutting through a phantom—and the blade pierced right through his head.

Compared to the Dimensional Surge unleashed on the Ghost Battlefield, without wasting time repositioning, he was capable of delivering far more than just ten strikes.

He held nothing back, unleashing his full power with a cruel intent.

The slash that had cut through the brow now swept downward toward the throat!

Wrist! Ankle! Left hand! Right hand!

With a flash of sword light, he swiftly unleashed a net of blades—reminiscent of a torturous execution—that cleaved Lu Tianming from head to toe!

In the slow-motion rush of time, Yenir could already envision the breathtaking spectacle that would erupt the moment his skill ended.

However…

A glimmer flashed in Yenir’s eyes as he observed Lu Tianming, moving in apparent slow motion, his dual blades—aimed at killing—always ready to switch to defense.

Every inch of Lu Tianming’s body was encased in a dense surge of Spirit Energy, protecting him like an unbreakable shell.

Stacked buffs were overwhelming; this old dog might appear cocky, but he was cautious enough.

Once the Dimensional Surge ended, if he failed to break through the defense immediately… with his Third-Stage Advanced reflexes, Lu Tianming might just survive.

He furrowed his brow.

Among the hundreds of battle scenarios Yenir had rehearsed, the ideal moment to strike was when Lu Tianming launched his full attack.

Logically, for Lu Tianming to kill him, he would have to rush in—a sudden, full-power burst before anyone realized Yenir was in danger—to finish him off instantly.

It was remarkable how alike their strategies turned out to be.

Yet, unexpectedly, although Lu Tianming intended to act swiftly, he chose the safest approach from the start, buying himself time.

He’d rather be criticized for compromising his image than risk rashness—steadily stacking every buff before engaging!

“In the end, victory will undoubtedly be mine…”

During the seemingly endless ten seconds of the Dimensional Surge, Yenir unleashed high-speed slashes while pondering his next move.

Once back in reality, initiating the Sword Breath Torrent instantly was a must! Only by countering with both an upward and a downward Torrent could he secure a one-hit kill!

Yet, it still never felt like enough…

Likewise, Lu Tianming’s tactic as an old dog was to end the fight within seconds—cornering his opponent and then crushing him completely!

But wasn’t Yenir also banking on a single strike to finish Lu Tianming off instantly!?

A single strike might not truly do it, but it had to look that way!

He only worried that if his blow didn’t finish him, what other tricks did that old dog have up his sleeve…

After unleashing thirty-three consecutive strikes, Yenir surveyed the hovering, lethal blade glow—capable of reducing Lu Tianming to pulp—yet still felt it was insufficient.

He wanted Lu Tianming dead—absolutely dead!

No unforeseen mishaps would be tolerated!

What if he could trigger another Dimensional Surge?! If he could deploy the Sword Breath Torrent the instant he reappeared and lock in an extra ten seconds…

There were only three seconds left—just 0.3 seconds in real time…

Watching Lu Tianming’s movements distort as he subtly defended himself with his Dual Blades, a look of grave determination crossed Yenir’s face.

During his disappearance, he could clearly see the shocked expressions on the onlookers’ faces, as well as Lu Tianming’s cautious intent as he retracted his blade.

Especially since Lu Tianming was still in his prime at that moment!

Could he possibly unleash another Dimensional Surge?!

If the two could mesh seamlessly, might he even time the Sword Breath Torrent to erupt exactly at that moment?!

With a quiet sigh, Yenir hesitated—contemplating a desperate attempt. If he failed to finish Lu Tianming off and the old dog survived with his guard up, unforeseen complications could arise!

The Dimensional Surge was insanely potent, but its drawback was that no other skills could be used while channeling it.

Knowing that a single stage difference meant nearly a tenfold gap in Spirit Energy, Yenir was willing to overestimate Lu Tianming’s combat prowess and never let his guard down!

For him, the greatest respect for an enemy was to leave nothing alive!

“Just give it a try! Even if it doesn’t work, the loss is minimal!”

But in an instant, Yenir made up his mind—discarding the final two seconds, he resolved to unleash another Dimensional Surge.

To be honest, he didn’t even understand the true mechanics of the Dimensional Surge.

It seemed to simply boost his speed tenfold and then unleash every attack he had accumulated in those ten seconds.

Yet deep down, he always felt there was a mysterious link between this skill and time!

Could he exit midway and, the instant he reappeared in reality, trigger a new Dimensional Surge—seamlessly fusing the two into one explosive chain reaction?!

With that thought, his mind fully absorbed by the Sword Breath Torrent, Yenir didn’t hesitate to exit the dimensional space.

Meanwhile, in the slow-motion reality, Lu Tianming suddenly realized that Yenir had vanished. His brow furrowed as he positioned his Dual Blades horizontally before him.

For ordinary people, a fraction of a second is nothing—but for a Third-Stage Advanced Awakener, even one second can allow multiple exchanges!

In life-and-death clashes, outcomes can be decided in the blink of an eye!

Thus, after Yenir disappeared, Lu Tianming decisively retreated, his eagle eyes scanning the battlefield in an instant!

“That damn little bastard! Hiding, is he?!”

He couldn’t fathom how Yenir managed to vanish right before his eyes, nor what kind of unique ability was at work.

At that moment, his only worry was whether Yenir’s vanishing act might last too long—perhaps even over ten seconds? If so, even a win would come at a steep cost!

Worthless coward! Come out and face me head-on if you dare!

Does he really think his Third-Stage Mid-level skills can match him? Ridiculous—he’s nothing more than a rat scurrying about!

Confident that closing the distance with a single slash would kill Yenir, Lu Tianming, ever wary, felt a surge of irritation.

Seeing that Yenir had disappeared within his own sword net, he erupted with furious curses and shouted.

“Get out!”

“Bang!!”

Each slash, radiating fierce blade energy that served as both defense and mass attack, suddenly burst out in all directions.

Blade energy surged everywhere—like a mountain of blades!

Centered on him, a silver-red torrent of blade energy roared out, forming a sweeping curtain that aimed to force the hidden Yenir into the open!

If Yenir dared to hide in a corner, Lu Tianming was utterly confident this blade curtain would cut him down!

In the stands, numerous Third-Stage fighters and top officials held their breath, watching Lu Tianming’s fierce burst of blade energy—expressions of astonishment and silent admiration on every face.

Even though it was a coordinated assault, every surge of blade energy carried immense power. Drawing on his extensive combat experience, Committee Member Lu had truly exploited his Spirit Energy to the fullest!

Though Yenir had vanished in a mysterious manner, it appeared he had narrowly escaped a near-defeat.

But anyone could tell that Yenir couldn’t remain hidden forever!

Perhaps it was invisibility, or some other inexplicable ability—without attributing it to any spatial skill, everyone speculated whether amid the all-encompassing blade energy, a cry of agony might soon be heard from a hidden corner.

Thoughts were conflicted, and expressions varied.

Across the entire Huaxia Battle Zone, while countless Third-Stage fighters both inside and outside the arena were tense, Fang Hao and Zhao Hongtu were on edge to the extreme.

Simply because they couldn’t locate Yenir anywhere!

It was unthinkable that Yenir, even while in the Dimensional Space, might risk merely cloaking himself with mental power to hide his form!

If he were struck while hidden, they wouldn’t even know from which direction to mount a rescue!

Just as Fang Hao fixed his gaze on the direction where Yenir had first vanished, hoping for a clue, the next moment Yenir reappeared in an instant.

But his reappearance was nothing like what anyone had expected.

The suddenly materialized Yenir was now looming directly above Lu Tianming’s head!

Sword Breath Torrent!!

Buzz!

In an instant, the synchronized Sword Breath Torrent gathered above Lu Tianming’s head—a silver-white cascade of swords erupting like a barrage, the dense flow blotting out the sky!

Yet, just as the Sword Breath Torrent formed, Yenir, propelled by an extreme, instantaneous Dimensional Surge, vanished once more—right before every Third-Stage fighter’s eyes.

What is this!?

There was no time to react.

Time shifted back into slow motion once again.

Disregarding the frozen, astonished expressions of the Third-Stage fighters, Yenir—now back in the Dimensional Space—wore a face of pure elation.

It worked!

His hunch had been correct!

Two Dimensional Surges could indeed stack! The Sword Breath Torrent he had unleashed in a flash now condensed above Lu Tianming’s head, and the sword shadows around him were drawn into a tenfold acceleration once more!

This was tantamount to locking his real-world sword techniques into the Dimensional Surge as well!

With a sinister laugh worthy of a villain, Yenir—having secured an extra ten seconds to act—licked his lips as the Elemental Blade in his hand erupted with an intense burst of freezing cold.

A clash of ice and fire!

Under four rounds of SSS-Level Sword Technique and nearly a hundred slashes, if even a single hair remained on Lu Tianming, it would count as his defeat!