World’s End: My Keyword is One More Than Others

Is this the power of a grandmaster?

Soaked by the sudden giant wave, Luo Shuang couldn't help but swallow nervously. She hurriedly wiped the water off her face and looked towards the bottom of the river.

Where is Master?

Please don't let anything happen!

...

"Cao Lin, you're already blind. Why don't you surrender?"

Long before Cao Lin's blade fell, Du Ge had already retreated upstream. Now, he was riding the surging river downstream.

His mental power directly affected his soul. Once it surpassed three hundred thousand, the Power of Poseidon began to nourish his body from within. Leng Shi's body seemed to have developed an affinity for water, allowing him to draw strength directly from it.

One had to admit.

With half the effort, he achieved twice the result. The skill that affects the whole situation with a single move was incredibly powerful.

It really made him feel like the protagonist, turning misfortune into fortune, and danger into safety.

"Die!"

Cao Lin, using his hearing to locate his target, swung his blade down again.

At the moment the blade light fell.

Du Ge didn't retreat but instead used the giant wave stirred up by Cao Lin's blade to fly into the air, charging straight at Cao Lin.

Wherever his foot landed, an ice block would form, preventing him from falling.

It was as if the ice blocks were building a floating bridge for him in the air.

At the same time.

The water around Cao Lin transformed into countless tiny tentacles, drilling into his mouth, nose, and ears, making it look like he was wrapped in water snakes.

Sensing Du Ge's approach, Cao Lin stopped using his powerful river-splitting blade and flew towards Du Ge, clearly intending to engage in close combat.

At the moment they closed in on each other.

Cao Lin's figure suddenly flickered and disappeared from the air. When he reappeared, he was already behind Du Ge. The sudden teleportation even threw off the water snakes that had been entwining him.

Cao Lin's bloodshot eyes suddenly opened wide, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He twisted his blade, swift as lightning, aiming for Du Ge's neck.

This was a strike that would surely hit.

On both sides of the Yang River.

Everyone held their breath.

Was the battle about to be decided?

Leng Shi clearly had an unbeatable position in the water. If he held on, Cao Lin would retreat, and Linyang City would be saved. Why did he have to charge into the sky?

A sorcerer engaging in close combat with a grandmaster, was he seeking death?

If he wanted close combat, he should have dragged him into the water!

One strike, two halves.

Du Ge's head and body separated.

"Master." Luo Shuang couldn't help but exclaim, but the next second, her eyes widened.

The Du Ge who had been split in two by Cao Lin suddenly appeared behind him, a long sword stabbing straight at Cao Lin's back.

What Cao Lin had struck was merely an afterimage.

Cao Lin swung his blade back to block.

Unexpectedly.

The sword in Du Ge's hand was a feint. With a flick of his wrist, the sword tip turned and aimed at the connection of Cao Lin's chainmail...

Clang clang clang!

Du Ge and Cao Lin exchanged blows in mid-air.

Constantly changing positions, it was dizzying to watch.

Meanwhile, water dragons kept shooting from the river below into the sky, never ceasing.

Du Ge's mental power was high enough that multitasking was a piece of cake. Fighting Cao Lin didn't affect his water control.

Moreover, the Power of Poseidon was different from water-based magic. Controlling water was as easy for him as eating and drinking.

The imperial teacher's expression grew increasingly solemn.

Practicing both magic and martial skills?

Leng Shi's martial skills, though lacking his own martial path, were actually on par with a grandmaster's?

Cao Lin was in danger!

Retrograde!

Is this what retrograde means?

...

"Cao Lin, since you refuse to surrender, I'll send you back to the fields!" Du Ge's voice echoed along both sides of the Yang River.

As he spoke, pieces of Cao Lin's armor began to fall off, and soon only his inner garments remained.

"Cao Lin, why is there a yellow and red mess behind you? Could it be that the mighty God of War was scared shitless on the battlefield?" Du Ge's mocking voice rang out after stripping off Cao Lin's armor.

Cao Lin shuddered violently, suddenly realizing why Du Ge had targeted his armor. Furious, he shouted, "Scoundrel, stop insulting me!"

Luo Shuang's eyes widened suddenly.

She looked incredulously at Huangfu Yue beside her, and the battle scene at Yutang Pass flashed through her mind. At that time, Huangfu Yue had also been entangled by water snakes.

She bit her lip, suddenly understanding why she knew her master had won!

Too brutal, how could Master do that?!

Luo Shuang's gaze towards Huangfu Yue suddenly turned sympathetic.

Huangfu Yue's face turned red instantly: "Princess, I didn't."

"Mm, I understand, I'll keep it a secret." Luo Shuang glanced down at her, smiling mischievously.

Huangfu Yue's face turned even redder.

In an instant, she regretted it. She shouldn't have stopped the princess earlier. If she hadn't, the princess might not have made such associations...

...

With each move more pressing than the last, Cao Lin could no longer suppress his injuries. Blood dripped continuously from his back, making him feel deeply ashamed.

Yet Leng Shi's swift sword clearly wasn't aiming to kill him; each strike targeted his clothes, as if determined to strip him naked.

This bastard was clearly out to humiliate him...

The most crucial part was that Cao Lin found himself struggling to keep up with Leng Shi's speed.

Leng Shi's cultivation level was clearly below that of a grandmaster, yet he possessed a grandmaster's speed, which defied logic.

Water mist!

Feeling the coolness on his face, Cao Lin instantly realized that Leng Shi's cultivation level indeed wasn't at grandmaster level. He was still relying on water-based magic, using the rising water mist to break the boundary that water-based sorcerers were not adept at combat.

No wonder he agreed to fight outside Linyang City; he had planned this all along!

Wait!

Zhang Yizhi might not be from the Minister's Mansion either!

Cao Lin suddenly realized.

When his upper garment was torn away and Leng Shi's attacks shifted towards his pants, Cao Lin completely abandoned the idea of killing Leng Shi. He swung his blade at Du Ge's head and turned to flee.

If he didn't escape now, he would truly be stripped naked by Leng Shi, and as the God of War, he would become a laughingstock in the court, losing all face to lead troops again!

Humiliated!

So humiliated!

Why was there such a despicable sorcerer in the world, who didn't think of killing the enemy but only of humiliating and torturing his opponent...

Bang!

An ice wall blocked Cao Lin's escape route.

Shattered by Cao Lin's impact.

Then, another ice wall appeared.

"No one can escape from me." Du Ge flashed in front of Cao Lin, his sword aimed straight at Cao Lin's face. "Cao Lin, today you either surrender or die in the most humiliating way on the Yang River, helping me establish my formidable reputation..."

As Du Ge finished speaking.

The water floating in the air suddenly formed a giant water sphere, enveloping both of them.

Inside the water sphere.

Du Ge's speed increased.

Before Cao Lin could react, Du Ge was already in front of him, his long sword slashing across Cao Lin's body, leaving his remaining trousers in tatters, swept away by the water.

Du Ge had finally completed his mission of stripping him.

Cao Lin's eyes burned with fury, and he slashed at Du Ge's head with all his hatred, but all he saw was Du Ge's mocking smile.

He froze for a moment.

Du Ge's figure had already disappeared from his sight.

Then, he felt a tug on his foot. Du Ge had grabbed one of his legs, pulling him down, while the water surrounding them formed a giant whirlpool, dragging him towards the river.

Cao Lin was terrified. If he couldn't defeat Du Ge in the sky, entering the Yang River would mean being at his mercy.

Cao Lin gathered his true energy, repeatedly slashing at Du Ge's arm.

But each strike was precisely dodged by Du Ge, and after dodging, his leg would be grabbed again.

This cycle continued.

He was gradually pulled into the Yang River by Du Ge...

At this moment.

Cao Lin's army finally reached the riverbank. The thirty thousand elite soldiers had expected to see their God of War, Cao Lin, holding Leng Shi's head, splitting the river with one strike, leading them to charge and kill the enemy. Instead, they saw their general, bloodshot eyes, completely naked, being dragged into the river by Leng Shi.

For a moment.

All thirty thousand soldiers were stunned, silent as the grave.

"General Cao, do you surrender?"

After pressing Cao Lin into the water, Du Ge had absolute control. No matter how strong Cao Lin was, he couldn't fight against the rushing river alone.

Under Du Ge's suppression, the river water seemed like a giant hand, firmly gripping Cao Lin, sealing him beneath the surface.

The omnipresent water, even more powerful underwater, broke through Cao Lin's true energy defense, forcefully invading his body.

Cao Lin struggled desperately, glaring at Du Ge, but he couldn't speak underwater.

Du Ge looked at him with a smile: "General Cao, you only need to nod or shake your head. If you don't surrender, I'll use this seven-orifice touch to send you to the surface, letting the tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides of the Yang River forever remember your heroic figure. You can die without regrets..."