The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1088

Chapter 1088 Blossomfall Blade Emerged
Elijah threw a punch—the power of his strike swelling to dozens of times its previous intensity!

The violent surge of energy carried by his punch hurtled towards Robin.

It was like a celestial rainbow crashing down from the heavens—an unstoppable force sweeping away everything in its path!

This was the Northern Star Sect's most refined Martial Will!

In an instant, the dense spruce forest was flattened under the crushing force of Elijah's fierce intent.

The sound of trees and rocks shattering echoed at the peak of Mount Fuoco like thunder from the sky.

The stunning scene, combined with the visceral sensory experience, left the 100,000 spectators at the base of Mount Fuoco breathless with anticipation!

This was the true power of the Sword Saint of Sakurania!

The sect leaders of Sakurania's Martial Arts World clenched their fists, eyes ablaze with intense focus.

They believed Elijah's devastating punch was enough to pulverize the arrogant Divine Drakebane into dust.

Daphne, Rita, and Vera felt suffocated with tension.

Their hearts pounded wildly, on the verge of bursting from anxiety.

In that moment of helplessness, they could only pray that Robin would survive Elijah's earth-shattering blow.

Meanwhile, Eira, in shock, removed her sunglasses and watched with excitement as Elijah delivered his triumphant punch.

This punch shattered 30 years of humiliation.

All the slanders of those treacherous schemers were crushed beneath the feet of Elijah, the Grandmaster Martial Artist!

True sages kept their silence; grand heroes spoke no empty words.

True integrity never needed to self-glorify.

The false gentlemen of Sakurania's Martial Arts, who flaunted their supposed importance daily, were nothing but true hypocrites!

Elijah's 70-year life epitomized the Warrior's Spirit that a true martial artist upheld!

Against the backdrop of strength and character, all deceit and treachery were but fleeting clouds!

After 30 years, all the people of Sakurania felt deep shame before the Sword Saint's return.

After a moment of silence, they raised their arms and cheered for the returning Grandmaster Martial Artist.

The base of Mount Fuoco buzzed like a boiling pot, overflowing with fervor!

"Master Elijah! Master Elijah!"

The fervent shouts were so intense that they shattered several large display screens into pieces.

The crowd had to momentarily settle down, eagerly awaiting the climactic moment when Elijah would defeat Divine Drakebane, on the remaining four screens.

The rampaging force of Elijah's punch transformed into a massive, destructive wave, barreling towards Robin with terrifying ferocity.

Just when everyone thought Robin would pay a heavy price for his previous arrogance, his next move stunned everyone and redefined their understanding of the Pinnacle of Martial Arts.

Robin's body lifted off the ground with a single light touch of his foot.

As Elijah's punch reached him, Robin delivered a counter-punch from mid-air.

Boom! An explosive sound echoed.

Under incredulous gazes, Robin's descending fist shattered Elijah's colossal punch into a shower of pebbles and dust.

That seemingly effortless punch carried a terrifying force.

Suddenly, the summit of Mount Fuoco erupted in wild winds, snow filling the air!

On the display screens, Elijah and Robin were nowhere to be seen amidst the chaos.

The spectators were left in utter shock!

He believed Robin's punch could carve a hundred-meter crater into Mount Fuoco.

"So be it!" Elijah roared.

He drew the "Blossomfall Blade" embedded in the rock.

A gleam of cold light sliced through the sky.

The legendary blade of Sakuranian Martial Arts, dormant for 30 years, emerged once more!

Blossomfall Blade, four feet long.

Forged 200 years ago by Celestial Blade Master Rhidian Glynor over ten years, this blade was made for Northern Star Sect Grandmaster Idris Denver.

Across two centuries, bearing the glory of the Eddow Era martial arts, Blossomfall Blade fought nearly a thousand battles undefeated.

30 years ago, when Elijah retired to Mount Fuoco's peak, Blossomfall Blade vanished from the world, leaving only legends behind.

Now, as Master Elijah drew the blade once more, Sakuranian Martial Arts felt a renewed surge of excitement!

Blossomfall Blade held the top spot among Warlord's sacred blades in Sakuranian Martial Arts—even receiving an unprecedented medal from the Emperor—and revered as a national treasure blade!

All the martial artists of Sakuranian Martial Arts World and the citizens of Sakurania watching believed that with Blossomfall Blade drawn, defeat was impossible!

Blazing sun, flashing cold steel!

Elijah gripped the blade tightly.

With all its unmatched glory, Blossomfall Blade met the overwhelming force of Robin's punch head-on!

Boom! A violent explosion echoed.

In the azure sky above Mount Fuoco, a jagged lightning bolt split the clear sky into a single streak of helpless despair.

All expectations, demands, and hopes melted into the boundless void of spacetime in that moment!