Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1344 Max vs Raul

"What happened, Lucia?" Jaden inquired as he spotted her lacking any trace of the thrill she ought to feel over the wager, her stare locked onto the arena amid a palpable anxiety that cut through the buzz of talk and eager vibes around them.

"The fighter Raul's up against is Max, isn't it?" Lucia whispered while shifting to face Jaden, her words measured like she was probing an idea she hesitated to fully express.

"Yes, so what?" Jaden responded, his brow creasing a bit as he scanned her face for clues.

Lucia's frown intensified, her eyebrows furrowing while a hazy feeling of recognition bubbled up in her thoughts, making her question if this could be the same Max she'd crossed paths with in a mortal realm from ages past, a recollection so faded and fuzzy that it seemed silly to hold onto, leading her to mutter under her breath that she was likely reading too much into it.

Jaden observed her with bewilderment, failing to understand what had abruptly rattled her after she'd seemed so assured and at ease just before.

"The two combatants enter the arena," the announcer's call boomed out, echoing across the seats and instantly capturing the focus of all as the audience's clamor swelled right after.

Right then, Max whispered that his moment had arrived while advancing, but he halted when the fellow who'd chatted with him previously extended a hand and pressed his shoulder with a somber look.

"Don't treat a defeat in this fight too harshly," the man stated gravely, his tone hushed yet resolute.

"Why not?" Max questioned, glancing at him with casual interest instead of worry.

"Since Raul claimed victory in all three of his clashes yesterday, and he's no pushover," the man answered earnestly, not bothering to downplay the gravity of his caution.

"I'll remember that," Max replied with a faint grin before striding onto the arena platform, his bearing steady as he positioned himself across from his rival.

Before long, Max and Raul faced off directly, with Raul seeming around thirty, his striking looks and fresh skin hiding his actual years, while Max came across as strikingly youthful, scarcely past his early twenties, a difference that caught the eyes of those watching.

"No, we're doomed. This bet's as good as lost," Lucia blurted out from the bleachers, her complexion paling as fear gripped her tightly.

"How can you say we'll lose? The fight hasn't kicked off," Jaden countered with a heavy scowl, utterly puzzled by her abrupt conviction.

"Didn't I mention that young guy I once got beaten in a wager against in a mortal realm?" Lucia uttered softly while gradually lifting her arm to indicate Max, her gaze glued to him blending incredulity with persistent worry. "That's him."

"Wait, that guy's Max? The Max?" Jaden blurted in total surprise, her eyes bulging as old recollections from way back flooded in with vivid sharpness.

She could still clearly recall how enraged Lucia had returned from that mortal realm, her temper sour and distant for several days, and only after Jaden persisted in asking did Lucia reluctantly confess to dropping a bet to an ordinary human.

That revelation's impact had hit so hard that Jaden never let the name Max slip her mind, seeing as besting Lucia at any game was a feat few entities spanning endless worlds could boast.

"If that's Max, it clicks now," Jaden murmured thoughtfully while her eyes tightened, her stare intensifying as she examined Max more intently. "He could have risen up like the other humans present, but I figure you're seeing things that aren't there. Sure, Max might be powerful and a prodigy, but stuck at the sixth level of Divine Rank, he shouldn't endure even one strike from Raul at the tenth level of Divine Rank."

"I hope you're correct," Lucia answered softly while redirecting her complete focus to the arena, her pulse quickening more than she wanted with the match poised to start.

Down on the arena stage, Raul eyed Max with blatant scorn, his gaze brimming with derision as he pondered how a figure like Max had pulled off ascension to the Divine Realm, much less dared to confront him here.

"Go ahead and attack," Raul declared haughtily, his voice laced with smug assurance as though the result was already set.

Max offered a subtle smile, fully aware of the notions swirling in Raul's head, though paying them no heed as his form abruptly sparked with sizzling blue bolts and disappeared from his spot, materializing right before Raul in an instant.

In that instant, the 1200 Draconic Essences inside Max churned wildly as he released them all unchecked, his punch surging ahead with devastating power aimed at Raul.

Raul barely considered the strike, brushing it off as a basic jab from a sixth-level Divine Rank fighter, and he lazily thrust out his fist to counter, but his face contorted in horror the next second as his frame got flung from the arena like a shattered puppet, slamming into the packed stands with a thunderous impact.

A thick hush blanketed the whole colosseum, lingering for a split second while the onlookers grappled with the scene they'd beheld, until the masses exploded into wild uproar, their stunned yells and gasps rattling the arena's foundations.

"What? He took down a tenth-level Divine Rank fighter with such ease, even though he's just sixth level himself," a voice cried out in astonishment, and that outburst appeared to spark the colosseum into a blaze as shouts poured from all sides, each packed with awe and thrill that burst free uncontrollably.

Spectators gawked at the arena with bulging eyes, attempting to wrap their heads around the display, wrestling to match Max's cultivation stage with the crushing might shown in that lone punch.

"Damn, who is this Max anyway? First time hearing his name in the colosseum, and his power's downright unbelievable," another call echoed, mirroring the sentiments of hordes who'd never caught his bouts until now.

"Exactly, they're mere mortals, but his might is ridiculous. Smashing Raul, who swept his three fights yesterday, in one strike is wild," a different person chimed in, their tone quivering with hype as the vision of Raul soaring away looped endlessly in their head.

"He's overwhelmingly powerful. Knocking out a top-tier Divine Rank opponent in a single action? That's unheard of here. Is Max truly from the mortals?"

The chatter swelled louder and more chaotic as folks faced one another, their phrases spilling out in a rush, since that one blow hadn't just earned their respect but had rocked them deeply at their roots.