Han Sen wore a fierce look as he eyed his opponent. The attacks were already hurting him, but he has yet to achieve his breakthrough.

'This won't do! I have to gamble this!' Han Sen said in his heart as he lowered his defensive stance. He decided to go on full offensive while letting go of his defense. It was a very stupid thing to do especially in a fight that involves the use of weapons.

"What the hell is that guy doing?! Had he gone crazy?! It's not just him. All the other guys who came with Wine Master Jiu are a bunch of crazy lunatics. They fight like madmen and they would not even care if they get severely injured."

"Their cultivation level is lower than their counterpart, so they have to do this in order to somehow bridge the gap. I admit that I admire these kids' resilience."

Han Sen waved his sword like a deranged person and the look in his eyes contained a tinge of excitement. Han Sen's crazed expression made his opponent feel a sense of fear despite the fact that he was on the winning end.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Their swords clashed multiple times, and during the first exchange, Han Sen was always at a disadvantage, but as time goes on, Mu Ta's movements were slowing down as fatigue slowly enveloped his entire being.

'This fucking madman! Is he out of his mind?! He is not even blocking my strikes! And despite his severe injuries, his movements seemed to have become faster instead of slowing down! Impossible!' Mu Ta cursed in his heart as he looked at Han Sen's bloodied figure. He looked like a devil who had walked out of a mountain of corpses! Coupled with his deranged smile and aggressive attacks, he was almost no different than a devil!

"More! More!" Han Sen sprinted towards Mu Ta as he raised his sword. He was full of openings and weak spots, but Mu Ta did not dare attack him. If he would, Mu Ta would also receive a substantial amount of damage!

Clang! Clang!

Bang!

Han Sen was thrown to the ground by a fierce sword attack, but he immediately rose to his feet!

Blood dripped from to the ground beneath him, forming a small puddle of crimson-red liquid.

Han Sen's dantian was already filled with true essence and only one final push was left before he could breakthrough.

By this point, even his opponent had already sensed what he was up to, and this made Mu Ta silently admire Han Sen's tenacity and persistence.

Mu Ta suddenly stopped in his tracks. His sword danced in the air as he waved it around him in slow motion. "Taichi Sword Dance. Blade of the Paragon!" He shouted as his slow sword movements suddenly became ten times faster.

Dozens of fierce sword lights streaked towards Han Sen.

Han Sen's eyes dilated, but he hurriedly struck his sword on the ground while both his hands rested on its hilt. He wanted to face this sword technique head on!

At this moment, even the normally taciturn Yang Zenke was feeling nervous. This was a dangerous moment and Han Sen might receive a fatal damage even if he breaks through. He could not help but take a look at Jiu Shen who was also watching this fight. However, Jiu Shen's expression remained eternally calm as we stared at this scene.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

Han Sen's body received more than a dozen cuts, but he remained standing on his feet as he fiercely gripped the hilt of his sword.

Ahhh!

Han Sen shouted like a beast and as if resonating with him, the final barrier in his dantian was finally broken! He had achieved a breakthrough and he was now an early stage 4th-rank Knight Crusader!

Han Sen spat a mouthful of blood. His injuries were not light and anyone else would have already collapsed up until this point, but he was still standing erect like a spear!

At this moment, only Han Sen's eyes were spotlessly clean, while the rest of his body was already covered by his blood!

After Han Sen achieved his breakthrough, he suddenly pounced towards the tired Mu Ta. Han Sen spun in midair with his sword, looking like a sharp spinner as he came closer to Mu Ta.

Claaang!!

A fierce clanging sound resounded as the swords of the two young men met. And to everyone's surprise, Mu Ta was thrown away like a ragdoll!

Bang!

The man was instantly put to sleep as he landed outside of the battle platform face-first!

"Han Sen wins!" The overseer announced with a slight surprise in his tone. It was the most epic comeback throughout the whole event!

"What a lad! He actually managed to win at the final clash!"

"He achieved a breakthrough during their last exchange! How resilient his spirit is!"

"Could he still fight his next battle in that state?"

"Of course! Wine Master Jiu is an Alchemy Saint and he could just casually cough up a miraculous healing pill that could help this guy recover from his injuries."

The crowd was definitely stunned by Han Sen's crazy display of tenacity. Everyone was already expecting him to be defeated, but they were proven wrong after he suddenly broke through to the early stage of the 4th-rank Knight Crusader. His opponent was not even able to last a single blow from him after his breakthrough. It was a very shocking fight!

"Give this to him." Jiu Shen suddenly said as he reached out his right hand to Yang Zenke. A small bright-red pill can be seen on his palms.

Yang Zenke nodded his head at him as he picked up the pill. He was very familiar with this pill since Jiu Shen always gave this to them after their daily torturous training. It was a very effective pill in healing injuries and invigorating their blood. After ingesting it many times, he had also learned of the pill's name from Jiu Shen himself. It was a 9th-rank pill called the Blood Restoring Dan.

Although it was a precious 9th-rank pill, Jiu Shen did not feel a pinch for giving it away like that. He could casually refine dozens of such pill in less than an hour if he had the necessary ingredients, so it was not worth mentioning to him.

Yang Zenke leaped on top of Han Sen's battle platform and handed him the pill.

"Buddy, everyone thought that you have gone crazy. Only our brothers knew that the fighting style you showed was something that we had learned in that world filled with savage beasts. Congratulations on your breakthrough and also for winning the fight!" Yang Zenke patted Han Sen's shoulder as he said that and the latter immediately groaned in a fake manner.

Ow!

Yang Zenke immediately smacked the back of Han Sen's head using his palms. "Quit faking it. Let's go back to master. Your injuries are quite heavy this time."

Han Sen smiled wryly as he replied. "Okay, Brother Yang. You nag more than master."

Yang Zenke raised his right hand, but Han Sen instantly sprinted before the former could even hit him.