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"Mr. Chenyuan, you are truly too powerful!" After catching his breath and stretching his limbs, Ragnar looked at the composed Chenyuan with a wry smile and said, "To be honest, I really want to know what your true strength is like."

Recalling that punch, he still felt lingering fear. He had used all his strength, concentrating all his power into his fist, and then threw it at Chen Yuan.

However, to her utter frustration, Chen Yuan showed no reaction whatsoever to her punch. His face remained expressionless, and his heartbeat and breathing remained steady.

“Well, I’m a little unwilling to accept this,” Ragnar muttered incredulously, his eyes wide. “I want to know how you did it; it’s a bit outrageous.”

Hearing Ragnar's praise, Chen Yuan gently scratched his cheek. "Actually, Hmm's strength is also quite outstanding. It's just that my situation is a bit special."

If I were to engage you in combat through symbiosis with others, I might be able to react to physical attacks. After all, I wouldn't be relying solely on my physical body to withstand the blows.

But things are different now. At this moment, Chen Yuan is in his original form, a pure symbiote. In this state, his physical resistance is extremely high, which can be described as extraordinarily absurd.

So, although it might seem like cheating, the outcome of this contest was predetermined from the start—Ragnar was destined to lose, with the latter having absolutely no chance of winning.

Furthermore, Chen Yuan has somehow parasitized Ragnar, essentially using her physical strength to attack her. How can anyone compete with that?

"Shall we continue?" Chen Yuan asked, stretching his muscles as he spoke. To be honest, he was filled with curiosity and wanted to know the limits of Ragnar's strength.

“This time, we can try something different. I remember you’re best at using greatswords, right?” Chen Yuan’s lips curled up slightly as he looked at Ragnar with a half-smile.

Upon hearing Chen Yuan's words, Ragnar was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered and nodded vigorously in response, "Yes, Mr. Chen Yuan, do you mean to?"

As expected, Chen Yuan stretched out his right hand, and suddenly, a symbiote shot out from his palm, flew straight towards the greatsword hanging on the wall in the distance, and quickly and tightly attached itself to it.

Chen Yuan easily grasped the sword hilt and casually swung it a few times. The greatsword, which looked extremely heavy, seemed like a light toy in his hands, which he wielded with ease.

"Hmm... Although the quality of this sword is only so-so, it's perfectly adequate for sparring and exchanging ideas." Chen Yuan commented on the greatsword in his hand with satisfaction, then casually tossed it towards Ragnar standing opposite him.

Ragnar reacted swiftly, lunging forward and catching the greatsword flying towards him with a steady hand. Seeing this, Chen Yuan smiled slightly, then raised his right arm.

The next second, Chen Yuan's right arm transformed into a huge and incredibly sharp black blade! Immediately afterwards, several symbiotes, like serpents, swiftly coiled around the black blade, sealing its edge.

"How about that? In this way, our contest can be considered truly fair, right?" After all, Chen Yuan could cut this training broadsword in half in no time.

"Well then, here I come, Mr. Dust Fate!" Ragnar gripped the greatsword tightly, slowly raised his arms, and steadily hoisted it onto his shoulders. After taking a deep breath of the dusty air, he suddenly exerted his strength and charged forward.

"I couldn't be more pleased!" Faced with the fierce attack, Chen Yuan remained unusually calm and composed. He dodged Ragnar's slash by sidestepping. Then, he swung his black giant blade, slashing towards Ragnar like a black whirlwind.

Seeing this, the latter dared not be negligent in the slightest and immediately raised his greatsword to parry. In an instant, the two weapons collided directly, producing a crisp and melodious loud sound that made people's eardrums hurt.

And so, the greatsword and the black blade clashed and intertwined time and again. Each clash unleashed a dazzling light, accompanied by the distinctive crisp sound of metal striking metal that echoed throughout the space.

As time went on, the battle intensified. Under the relentless onslaught, the surrounding ground could no longer withstand the immense impact, and crisscrossing cracks began to appear, spreading outwards like a menacing spider web.

Immediately afterward, a glint of clarity flashed in Ragnar's eyes as he spotted what appeared to be a flaw in Chenyuan's defense. Without hesitation, he slashed Chenyuan's shoulder with his sword.

However, to her utter surprise, Chen Yuan did not show any sign of pain on his face; instead, he smiled faintly.

"What?" Just as Ragnar was stunned, Chenyuan swiftly reached out his left hand and grabbed her sword-wielding arm. Then, with a sudden flick, he tossed Ragnar far away as if she were a light, floating object.

Ragnar crashed to the ground, but quickly scrambled to her feet and picked up her greatsword again. She had barely raised her head when Dust appeared before her, and the next instant, the massive black blade was upon her.

"It's over. In the end, I still couldn't win..." With a sigh, Ragnar slowly plunged the sword in his hand into the ground. He raised his head, his gaze falling on Chen Yuan, who wore a faint smile.

"Truly worthy of being called Master Chenyuan. I concede defeat in this contest." Ragnar shook his head with a wry smile, inwardly marveling at Chenyuan's strength. 'Your Excellency, I have truly failed to live up to your high expectations...'

Ragnar let out another helpless, bitter laugh. Although he still had plenty of energy left to sustain him in the fight, and he hadn't even used his full strength yet.

However, Ragnar was also very clear in his heart that even if he did his best, he probably would not be able to change the final outcome of defeat.

After all, two years ago, she had personally witnessed the dozens of gleaming weapons linked behind Chen Yuan. Observing his performance now, she knew that he must be holding back.

Thinking about it this way, even if the fight continued, the one who would lose would undoubtedly still be himself. Moreover, today's match was merely a friendly spar, not a life-or-death struggle.

"Huh?" Ragnar's sudden words of surrender stunned Chen Yuan. To be honest, he had never expected Ragnar to give up so easily.

You should know that he hadn't had enough fun yet! He hadn't made a move for two whole years, and the itch to fight had been building up in Chen Yuan's heart for a long time.

Bianca and Rita are strong, but they're only as good as Kiana and the others. Fighting them is like playing with children, not exciting at all. We finally got Ragnar, but it ended so abruptly.

Now, having finally encountered an opponent who could exchange a few blows with him, only to have the match end so abruptly, Chen Yuan felt somewhat unsatisfied and disappointed.

With a slight frown and a hint of displeasure on his face, Chen Yuan took a step forward, his gaze fixed intently on Ragnar before him, and said, "Your strength is far more than this, why are you giving up so easily?"

"Besides, we've already fought this far. Wouldn't it be a huge regret if we just ended it like this?"

Upon hearing Chen Yuan's words, Ragnar shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with helplessness. "Mr. Chen Yuan, you really overestimate me. I know very well that with my abilities, I am no match for you. Continuing to fight would only be a waste of energy."

"However, being able to personally experience your immense strength is enough for me, and I am content."

After hearing this, Chen Yuan fell into a brief silence. A moment later, the black giant blade in his hand suddenly flashed with light and instantly transformed back into his normal arm.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yuan squatted down and carefully helped the injured Ragnar to her feet. At the same time, he extended two symbiotes and continuously supplied her with energy to help her quickly recover her damaged bodily functions.

Just then, Ragnar suddenly felt a strange sensation surging within her, as if a warm current was flowing through her body. This wondrous feeling, which she had never experienced before, made her body tremble, and she almost stumbled and fell to the ground again.

In her panic, she instinctively grabbed Chen Yuan tightly beside her, barely managing to steady herself. At that moment, her two long, slender legs unconsciously pressed together, as if trying to hide something.

“Okay… um… I’m ready anytime…” Ragnar suppressed the strange sensation that kept coming from his body, feeling as if every inch of his muscles was being crawled over by a million ants.

But Ragnar stubbornly gritted his teeth, trying to keep his voice from trembling. He swallowed hard, his throat dry as if it had been burned.

“However… next time I… I won’t give up so easily~” Ragnar said, as he used his hands to support Chen Yuan and tried to stand up, but his legs were as weak as if they had lost all feeling, and he fell back onto Chen Yuan as soon as he managed to stand up a little.

"That's good, I'll wait for you." Chen Yuan looked at Ragnar and could only put her arm around his shoulder, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Then, he said softly, "Then I look forward to your next performance. But for now, you should get some rest."

"My healing abilities can help you recover from your hidden injuries. Consider this a small gift from me."

"Thank you..." Upon hearing Chen Yuan's words, Ragnar's originally pale face gradually flushed, as beautiful and charming as a peach blossom in early spring.

She gratefully raised her head, gazed deeply at Chen Yuan, then slowly closed her eyes, began to regulate her disordered breathing, and tried her best to calm herself down as soon as possible.

However, her heart felt as if it had been ravaged by a violent storm, unable to regain its former peace. That strange feeling was like countless tiny insects crawling all over her body, making Ragnar extremely uncomfortable.

This strange feeling lingered in her mind, impossible to shake off. Something seemed to be churning in her throat, and an uncontrollable groan was about to escape her lips.

But reason told her that Chen Yuan was right beside her, and how embarrassing it would be to let out a cry! So she could only grit her teeth and do her best to suppress the sound that was about to escape her lips.

Seeing her struggling to hold back her pain, Chen Yuan reached out and supported her swaying body, slowly walking towards the sofa. Once there, he carefully and gently placed her on the soft cushions.

At this moment, Ragnar's eyes were tightly closed, and her two arched eyebrows were slightly furrowed, like two crescent moons hanging on her fair face.

"Mmm..." Ragnar, sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her delicate body trembled slightly.

However, after Chen Yuan comforted her, her originally pale complexion improved slightly, but her cheeks still had a charming blush.

"Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon," Chen Yuan said softly. After a while, Ragnar's breathing gradually became steady, and his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed. Before long, he had fully recovered.

“Your Highness is indeed very powerful.” Just then, Rita and Bianca also came over. Rita looked at Ragnar, who was being supported by Chenyuan, and narrowed her eyes slightly. “Even Sister Ragnar is no match for Your Highness.”

"Well, it's alright, not bad." Bianca turned her head to the side, opening one eye to look at Chen Yuan. "However, you did quite well this time, so I'll reluctantly admit your strength."

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