Chapter 746: Gaining Recognition
Max’s eyes glinted with cold resolve as he made that decision firm in his mind. Wherever he moved on the battlefield, he left behind him a wake of carnage: a litter of monstrous corpses sprawled across the red-soaked earth, severed limbs twitching, and dark blood hissing and steaming where it splattered upon the heated ground.
Each step he took, each flicker of his blade, pushed him closer to that deadly number, as the horde of Nulls fell beneath his unstoppable advance like wheat before the scythe.
This kid... his Level 2 Sword Concept is already edging into intermediate stage mastery. One of the elders, a seasoned expert tasked with overseeing the defense of the first circle, couldn’t help but pause mid-slash to watch Max, genuine admiration glimmering in his sharp eyes.
It was a level of sword mastery typically seen only in peak Champion Rank experts who’d spent decades honing every nuance of their technique—and yet here was Max, standing at merely the First Level of Master Rank, carving through the battlefield as though he’d been born for nothing but slaughter.
All around him, other experts and warriors battling desperately against the relentless surge of Nulls found themselves unable to tear their eyes away from the spectacle unfolding amid the chaos.
"Who is this kid?" one man gasped between heavy breaths, sweat and blood streaking his face as he barely dodged the claws of a snarling Level 4 Null. "He’s only at the First Level of Master Rank, and he’s chopping down Level 4 and Level 5 Champion Rank Nulls like he’s slicing through vegetables."
"Yeah, right!" another hunter shouted back, his voice ragged from exertion as he slammed his blade into a Null’s chest. "In the entire first circle, I doubt anyone else has racked up even half as many kills as him. Look at that sword—every time he swings, a Null is cut perfectly in half. It’s insane how strong he is!"
A third fighter, eyes wide as he parried another blow, couldn’t suppress his disbelief. "How can someone at the First Level of Master Rank have this kind of strength? It’s heaven-defying to possess such combat power so early. It’s just not normal."
"True," an older expert chimed in, panting as he wiped splattered black Null blood from his cheek. "Either he’s a hidden genius from one of the Seven Overlord Forces who’s come here because of the Hunter Association’s mandatory rules, or he’s someone from the Four God Nation. No ordinary background could produce someone like that."
Voices carried over the battlefield, even amidst the thunderous din of Null shrieks, clashing steel, and explosions of elemental energy. Awe and incredulity rippled through the ranks as more and more experts paused for the briefest moments to steal glances at Max, who was moving through the battlefield like a silent storm, his blade flashing in arcs of lethal brilliance.