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

"What’s wrong, Lucia?" Jaden inquired. He had noticed that her expression lacked the thrill one would expect from their bet. Instead, she was staring at the arena with a visible sense of dread that contrasted sharply with the excited chatter of the crowd.

"The man Raul is fighting... that's Max, isn't it?" Lucia asked in a hushed voice. She turned to Jaden, her words hesitant, as if she were afraid to confirm her own suspicions.

"Yeah, that's him. Why do you ask?" Jaden replied, his brow furrowed as he tried to decipher her troubled look.

Lucia’s frown intensified. A faint, nagging sense of recognition stirred within her mind. She found herself wondering if this was the same Max she had encountered long ago in a mortal world. It was a memory so hazy and distant that she felt foolish for even considering it, eventually whispering to herself that she must be imagining things.

Jaden watched her with a confused expression. He couldn't understand why she had suddenly become so agitated when she had been perfectly composed just moments prior.

"The two combatants are entering the arena!" the announcer’s voice boomed. The announcement echoed through the stands, instantly capturing the audience's focus as a wave of noise erupted from the spectators.

At that very moment, Max muttered that it was time for him to go. He began to walk forward but stopped when the man he had spoken with earlier reached out, placing a hand on his shoulder with a very serious look.

"Don't take it to heart if you are defeated in this match," the man advised solemnly, his tone low but steady.

"And why is that?" Max asked. He looked back at the man with a hint of curiosity, showing no signs of actual worry.

"Because Raul was undefeated in all three of his matches yesterday. He is a dangerous opponent who should not be underestimated," the man explained gravely, making sure the weight of his warning was understood.

"I'll keep that in mind," Max said, offering a faint smile. He then stepped onto the arena sands, maintaining a calm aura as he took his position across from his rival.

Soon, Max and Raul were standing face to face. Raul appeared to be in his thirties, though his handsome face and clear skin made it difficult to pinpoint his exact age. In contrast, Max looked strikingly young, appearing to be in his early twenties—a difference that the audience immediately picked up on.

"No, we're finished. We are going to lose the bet," Lucia suddenly blurted out from the spectator area. Her face turned pale as a wave of pure dread hit her.

"What are you talking about? The fight hasn't even begun yet," Jaden countered, his confusion deepening at her sudden declaration of defeat.

"Do you remember me telling you about a young man I lost a bet to back in a mortal world?" Lucia asked softly. She slowly raised her finger and pointed toward Max, her eyes locked onto him with a mix of shock and old anxiety. "That’s him."

"What? That guy is Max? *The* Max?" Jaden was stunned. Her eyes widened as a memory from years ago came rushing back with vivid clarity.

She could still clearly recall how enraged Lucia had been after returning from that specific mortal world. Lucia had been in a foul mood for days, and when Jaden finally pressed her for the reason, Lucia had bitterly confessed that she had been outwitted by a mere mortal in a bet.

The shock of that revelation had stayed with Jaden ever since. Defeating Lucia was a feat that only a literal handful of beings across the countless realms could claim, making the name Max unforgettable.

"If that’s really Max, then things make sense," Jaden said slowly. Her eyes narrowed as she began to observe Max with newfound intensity. "He might have achieved Ascension like the other mortals here, but I still think you're overreacting. Even if Max is a genius with great strength, he is only at the sixth level of the Divine Rank. He shouldn't be able to survive a single strike from Raul, who is at the tenth level of the Divine Rank."

"I hope your assessment is correct," Lucia whispered. She turned her gaze back to the center of the arena, her heart racing as the duel prepared to start.

On the stage, Raul looked at Max with blatant scorn. His eyes were filled with mockery, wondering how a person like Max had managed to reach the Divine Realm, let alone have the audacity to stand before him.

"Go ahead, make your move," Raul commanded arrogantly. His voice was thick with the confidence of someone who believed the result was already decided.

Max gave a small, knowing smile. He saw right through Raul’s thoughts but didn't care. Suddenly, Max's body erupted with arcs of blue lightning. He vanished from his spot and reappeared right in front of Raul in a split second.

In that instant, the 1200 Draconic Essences inside Max’s Dantian surged with violence. He released their full power without holding back, driving his fist forward with a devastating momentum toward Raul.

Raul didn't think much of the incoming attack. He dismissed it as a simple strike from a sixth-level Divine Rank Cultivator. He casually raised his hand to block, but in the next heartbeat, his face twisted in pure horror. His body was launched out of the arena like a ragdoll, smashing into the crowded spectator stands with the force of an explosion.

A heavy, stunned silence gripped the entire colosseum. For a brief moment, the crowd struggled to process the scene before they erupted into a total frenzy. The roar of shocked voices shook the very foundation of the arena.

"What?! He took down a tenth-level Divine Rank warrior that easily? And he's only at the sixth level!" someone screamed in disbelief. That cry acted as a spark, igniting the emotions of the entire crowd as shouts of excitement and shock rose from every corner.

Spectators stared at the arena with bulging eyes, trying to make sense of what they had just seen. They couldn't reconcile Max's visible Cultivation level with the terrifying power he had displayed in that lone punch.

"Damn, who is this Max? It's my first time hearing of him in this colosseum, but his power is terrifying!" another voice shouted, echoing the sentiments of those who had never seen him fight.

"It's true, they are just mortals, yet his strength is nonsensical. Defeating Raul—who swept three matches yesterday—with a single move is just insane," another person added. Their voice was shaking with adrenaline as they replayed the image of Raul being sent flying.

"He's too powerful. A peak Divine Rank warrior falling to one blow has never happened here. Is Max really just a mortal?"

The chatter grew more frantic and loud as people turned to one another. That single strike had not only earned their respect but had shaken their very understanding of the Divine Rank.