Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100

Then, with a roar, he poured every ounce of strength into his strike. The Blue Dragon Sword flashed, carrying the combined might of his physical power, level 2 flame and sword concepts, and the amplifying force of lightning. His momentum alone shook the void as if thunder and lightning had taken physical form, descending upon Jake like a divine punishment.

Jake’s eyes widened. ’He’s faster?!’ He hadn’t expected Max to still have a card left to play, let alone one that amplified both his strength and speed at once.

Quickly, Jake lifted his spear, its blade blurring into countless shadows, filling the sky in an attempt to form an impregnable defense.

"Boom!"

The clash was violent and explosive. The spear’s shadows shattered instantly under the weight of Max’s strike, as if a mountain had been dropped on them. The force behind Max’s sword sent shockwaves rolling in every direction, ripping apart the ground below and shattering nearby boulders like glass.

Jake staggered, his feet sliding back dozens of feet as his arms trembled from the impact. A look of disbelief filled his face. ’Impossible... how is his power even stronger than before?’

Max didn’t give him time to think. His eyes burned with determination, lightning still crackling along his armor as he stepped forward, sword at the ready, his killing intent sharp enough to pierce the heavens.

Jake’s eyes were bloodshot, disbelief and rage boiling inside him as he staggered backward. ’How... how is this even possible?’ he thought, his heart pounding wildly.

A mere peak Master Rank expert, someone he should have been able to crush with one hand, was forcing him back like a helpless child. His pride as a 7th-level Legend Rank genius, his arrogance built from countless victories, was cracking apart in front of his eyes.

Max, however, looked completely calm—almost cold. His face was expressionless except for the faint trace of a smirk curling at the edge of his lips. "Playtime is over," he muttered, his voice low, almost like the distant rumble of thunder.