Kirin's gaze, like an invisible bolt of lightning, instantly fell upon Lin Hai. Everyone around averted their eyes as if fearing to be blinded.

Lin Hai abruptly turned his head and, in the instant he locked eyes with Kirin, he felt the soaring fighting spirit contained within that ordinary visage.

For a moment, a vigorous blood flow seemed to surge within Lin Hai's chest, slowly circulating through his limbs and body, igniting the hot blood and fighting spirit deep in his bones.

This was an opponent, a true adversary against whom he could unleash all his skills in an all-out battle.

It was as if Kirin harbored the same thoughts as Lin Hai at that moment, and that ordinary face finally revealed a trace of a smile.

"Not bad, you are strong, a worthy opponent indeed."

These words seemed to praise Lin Hai, yet they also exuded Kirin's confidence from within.

The number one expert on the Dragon List, who had dominated for years, was rumored to have entered the realm of Legendary Experts, his status unshakable. Others speculated that Kirin was but a step away from becoming Legendary, now at the crucial period of breaking through his shackles.

For years, no one had challenged Kirin any longer, making his strength seem all the more enigmatic.

Step by step, the crowd around automatically parted, making way for Kirin.

Thus, he walked out unhurriedly, with stable steps, his gaze fixed on the stage, as if the stage was his true destination.

Standing leisurely on the stage, Kirin revealed a faint smile. His middle-aged face showed signs of vicissitudes, and though his features were unremarkable, his charisma could captivate the hearts of countless young women.

Confident, composed, powerful, mysterious – such was the aura of Kirin.

Lin Hai returned his gaze, his robust stature and profound aura unwavering like a rock against all winds. Taking a deep breath, his eyes also carried a sense of time-weary vicissitudes.

"Our eyes are quite similar."

"However, my gaze carries dedication and regret, while yours harbors dedication and a deeply concealed hatred. It seems you are a man with more stories than I."

Kirin spoke softly, his voice like magic power, gripping people's attention to listen intently.

"Hatred? No, you are mistaken, it's protection, a more resolute kind of gaze. Perhaps there's hatred, but it's not all there is to my life. It's not just about living for revenge." Lin Hai also spoke calmly, at this moment devoid of vulgarity, decay, laziness, or cynicism.

"Oh? What is it then?" Kirin asked with a smile.

Lin Hai lightly lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, feeling the need to calm the turbulence in his chest with a smoke when facing such an opponent.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, Lin Hai slowly spoke:

"In this life, I ask not about the past, nor seek the next; I wish for a vigorous experience, to revel in gratitude and grudges, to protect my loved ones, to uphold my convictions, to defeat all the experts in the world, to triumph over the vast lands, to witness the prosperity of the human world..."

"And in the end, to be with my wife and children by the warm bed, a few acres of fertile land, until the sunset fades, watching my descendants weep as they send me off on my last journey, telling them that to be happy, one must first learn to be sad, haha."

Kirin heard this and fell silent, murmuring after a long pause, "Pity, the woman I loved most has already left me; in this lifetime, no second woman shall ever reach my heart."

"Long Hai, let's battle; the only sensation that makes me feel my blood still surging through my veins is the thrill of fighting."

"Fine, let's battle, it's been a long, long time since I've encountered a true opponent who makes me fight heartily. Kirin, regardless of victory or defeat, I consider you my friend."

The two men's gazes met, and they simultaneously felt a mutual understanding and the sentiment of 'heroes admiring heroes.'

"Battle!"

"Battle!"

Lin Hai and Kirin both roared, distancing themselves from each other.

"The duel begins!" the Ghost Master declared loudly.

The people below watched with bated breath, while upstairs in the private boxes, Old Mr. Tao was also helped to his feet by Tao Xia.

Yu Hailing and Yu Zhengtao both fixed their eyes on the stage.

Everyone was looking forward with great anticipation to this pinnacle duel of the Dragon List.

The lights on the arena were flickering, with silence all around, only the breathing of the two combatants, deep and powerful, accompanied by the constant surging and gathering of Gang Qi, causing their clothes to whip and flutter.

The air seemed to freeze, creating a suffocating pressure that made everyone's chest feel tight, the feeling of oppression reaching its limit.

Time ticked by, second after second.

Suddenly, Kirin moved!

The lights became even more unstable, a shadow descended like dark clouds. In Lin Hai's eyes, Kirin's dazzling offensive suddenly flashed past; unbeknownst when, his fists were clad in metal gauntlets, launching a frenzied attack towards his heart.

Clang! The Dragon Tooth drew a cold gleam, making contact with Kirin's palm, sparking a burst of sparks. Lin Hai's body rapidly retreated, creating distance once more.

On the ground, deep fissures appeared at the spot where the two had clashed just a moment ago.

"Such tremendous power, such a robust Gang Qi!" both Lin Hai and Kirin thought the same thing in their hearts.

After briefly making contact and creating distance, the two charged at each other once again.

Clang, bang bang—

A cold light drew an elegant yet horrifying curve; Kirin's entire body was forced two meters back. A small cut appeared on his waist with a soft rip, and a stream of fresh blood sprayed out.

"What? Kirin's clothes are torn?!"

"He's bleeding!"

"Long Hai is so strong!"

In this clash of masters, the onlookers couldn't make out how Lin Hai had moved his blade, only feeling that the stroke was as fast as lightning, like a violent storm, the trajectory too rapid for their eyes to catch.

All thought to themselves that if they stood in Kirin's place, that single strike would have been enough to decapitate them. With this thought, their looks towards Lin Hai were filled with deep wariness and fear.

Pu chi—

A trickle of fresh blood oozed from the corner of Lin Hai's mouth.

"What? Long Hai is injured too?"

Lin Hai felt an intense pain three inches below his ribs. The stainless steel knuckles combined with the strength of Kirin's arms had struck him squarely; Kirin's Gang Qi had nearly burst through.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lin Hai grinned broadly and laughed heartily, "Not bad, a worthy opponent, let's go again!"

"Come at me again!"

Kirin too controlled his muscles to temporarily close the wound.

The two clashed once more!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight~~~!!!!!

With a bang, their knees collided, making a grating sound as they crashed into each other, a sweeping motion of their legs meeting once more, their fists banging against each other. The ground beneath their feet, too fragile to bear the strain, cracked open, and amidst the surging Gang Qi, broken stones were propelled three meters away.

Lin Hai took a deep breath; deploying his signature move, Yama Chasing Life, his punches were fierce to the extreme.

"Well met!"

Kirin roared, his arms as solid as bronze violently met Lin Hai's fists, resulting in a deafening explosion. The rampant Gang Qi intertwined wildly, causing the lights above to shatter.

The ceiling and walls trembled greatly, and then with a thunderous rumble, the arena could no longer hold, collapsing under its own weight, Lin Hai and Kirin sank as dust and smoke billowed upwards.

"Terrifying!"

"The arena has actually collapsed!"

"They barely exchanged a few blows!"

A series of exclamations rang out.

Amidst the dust, intense sounds of combat rose again.

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