113: Fighting alone against the crowd, there is only one protagonist of the era

Boom—!!!

World-shattering destruction!

Dozens of S-Rank or higher terrifying attacks, capable of easily wiping a super city off the map, at the same time, without reservation, precisely struck the figure in the center of the arena, who actively met the attacks, appearing incredibly small under the divine light!

At that instant, the entire world lost its sound.

In everyone's ears, there was only a terrifying hum, caused by excessively high energy density, enough to tear apart the Divine Soul!

Immediately following, was light!

Pure, destructive light, capable of making stars pale in comparison, impossible to describe with any words, exploded in the center of the arena!

The light devoured everything, submerged everything!

The entire Taihe Hall Plaza trembled violently under this cataclysmic energy impact! The energy shield, built by the Qin Family at great expense, rumored to withstand a full-force attack from a demigod-level expert, emitted an unbearable, teeth-grinding "crack" under the aftershocks of this attack, jointly created by dozens of top Prodigies, its surface covered in spiderweb-like cracks!

The global live broadcast screen, at this moment, turned into a dazzling, noisy white!

"Is it over...?"

"Under this kind of attack... even a true demigod, would probably... fall, right?"

"He... was too arrogant..."

Countless thoughts flashed through the minds of the audience at the scene and the tens of billions of viewers worldwide.

No one believed that any life could survive this level of saturated, focused attack.

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed.

The light gradually faded.

In the core area of the attack in the center of the arena, a massive, bottomless pit with a diameter of over a hundred meters appeared, its edges crystallized and vitrified by the ultra-high temperature.

However... in the very center of the pit.

A figure still stood quietly, hands clasped behind his back.

The dark golden "Azure Dragon" combat suit he wore still shimmered with light, without the slightest damage. On his handsome, god-like face, there was still that calm and indifferent expression, as if nothing had ever happened.

Completely unharmed!

After enduring the concentrated barrage of the entire Golden Generation's top power, solely with his Physical Body, he was... completely unharmed!

"This... this is impossible!!!"

In the Saint Mountain seats, Kyle's face, twisted with venomous hatred, was instantly replaced by extreme shock and fear that overturned all his Cognition when he saw this scene! He let out a non-human scream!

The entire venue fell silent.

The world was speechless.

All the Prodigies who had been full of Aura and Battle Intent earlier were now as if their throats were tightly gripped by an invisible hand! They looked at the figure who emerged safely from the center of destruction like a god, and for the first time, an emotion called "despair" appeared on their faces.

Lin Tian brushed off non-existent dust from his sleeve, then looked up, his deep eyes sweeping across the entire venue.

His voice was not loud, yet it resonated clearly in everyone's hearts, like the heaviest death knell.

"The warm-up is over."

"Next..."

His figure slowly disappeared from where he stood.

"...It's my turn."

The clear-out began!

His first target was the "fake protagonist"—Ye Fan—who had just been brimming with Sword Intent and thought himself returned through Rebirth!

A warning bell rang wildly in Ye Fan's heart. Without thinking, he pushed the recently comprehended [Nameless Sword Song] to its limit, and millions of protective Sword Qi instantly formed an impenetrable Sword Qi storm around him!

However, Lin Tian's figure, like a ghost, directly ignored all his Sword Qi defenses and appeared before him.

"Your sword is too slow."

Lin Tian commented indifferently, then, with two fingers held like a sword, he casually pointed forward.

That single point seemed ordinary, yet it seemed to contain the most fundamental principles of the Universe. Ye Fan's Sword Qi storm, capable of annihilating everything, instantly vanished under this one point, as if it had met its nemesis!

Lin Tian's fingertip, without deviation, touched the body of Ye Fan's sword.

Clang—!

A crisp wail!

The ancient Divine-Grade sword in Ye Fan's hand was shattered inch by inch by the force of that single point! An irresistible immense force, passing through the broken sword, fiercely struck his chest!

Pfft!

Ye Fan was struck as if by lightning, spitting blood wildly, and his entire body flew backward like a cannonball, directly blasted out of the "Conferred God Stage" with a single point, heavily crashing onto the distant Taihe Hall Plaza, completely losing his combat ability!

The first one!

Immediately after, Lin Tian's figure disappeared again.

This time, he appeared before the "Saint Mountain" Gemini.

"Holy Light? Playing with light in front of me?"

Lin Tian sneered. Facing the [Holy Light Judgment Sword] jointly unleashed by the two, capable of purifying all evil in the world, he didn't even bother to use [Dimensional Slash].

He simply, with one punch each, threw two punches!

Those two punches were enveloped in the incomparably heavy, creation-filled golden Qi and blood power of the Pangu Body!

Boom! Boom!

Two dull thuds!

The seemingly indestructible [Holy Light Judgment Sword] was directly shattered in the middle by the first punch!

And Kyle and Adam were, like flies being swatted, knocked to the ground, one to the left and one to the right, by the second punch! Their Holy Light armor cracked inch by inch, and golden blood, as if free, gushed wildly from their mouths and noses, similarly, completely losing their combat ability!

The second! The third!

After clearing out these "elite monsters" with "protagonist templates," only one person remained on the arena.

Also, the strongest opponent in this arc.

Marquis Champion, Huo Qubing!

At this moment, Huo Qubing's face no longer held any Battle Intent, only an unprecedented solemnity and bitterness, as if looking up at an insurmountable Divine Mountain.

But he still did not retreat.

A soldier's honor would not allow him to retreat!

"Come on!"

He roared, pouring all his life essence, all his iron-blooded Evil Qi, without reservation, into his strongest and final ultimate killing move!

White Tiger Army-Breaking Kill!

A blood-colored White Tiger, more solid and massive than ever before, as if it would tear apart this entire world, charged at Lin Tian with an indomitable, all-or-nothing determination, launching its final assault!

Facing this strike, capable of threatening a demigod-level expert, which condensed all the essence, Qi, and spirit of a "battle power ceiling."

Lin Tian, finally, for the first time, showed a hint of seriousness.

"Not bad."

He nodded, then likewise, threw a punch!

This punch was no longer just pure Qi and blood power.

Instead, it was a Fusion of the Pangu Body's creation power, the Heart of God's purification power, the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon's explosive power, and the spatial cutting Law of Dimensional Slash... It was the [Pangu Heaven-Opening Punch] he had comprehended during his half-year seclusion, truly his own, surpassing all S-Rank combat techniques!

Boom—!!!

The golden fist print and the blood-colored White Tiger collided violently in the center of the arena!

No stalemate.

No confrontation.

Only... overwhelming destruction!

The fierce blood-colored White Tiger, the moment it touched that golden fist print, which seemed to contain a nascent Universe, dissolved inch by inch from head to tail, silently disintegrating, like ice meeting a scorching sun!

The golden fist print, its momentum undiminished, finally imprinted itself in Huo Qubing's disbelieving, bitter eyes... The dust settled.

The entire Taihe Hall Plaza was dead silent.

On the arena, Ye Fan, the Gemini, Saint Arthur... all the previously arrogant top Prodigies were now scattered on the ground like fallen leaves swept by autumn wind, some unconscious, some severely wounded.

In the center of the arena, only one figure still stood with hands clasped behind his back, spotless.

One person, suppressing an entire generation!

Lin Tian surveyed the entire venue, his indifferent gaze sweeping over every figure defeated at his feet.

Finally, his gaze fell on Qin Yubing, who was on the high platform, who had been staring at him blankly the entire time, already too stunned to speak by the mythical scene before her.

He spoke in a declarative, unquestionable tone, to everyone, and to this era, slowly saying:

"The protagonist of this era..."

He paused, a hint of natural dominance flashing in his deep eyes.

"...One of me is enough."