Chapter 815: The Final Boss Gets Suplexed

BOOOOOOM!

Garion and Asterion disappeared simultaneously.

Their fists collided at the center of the shattered arena, unleashing a tremendous shockwave.

However, just as Garion prepared to follow with another punch, a strange silver radiance spread across his arm.

His gravitational reinforcement immediately weakened.

Asterion calmly twisted his wrist, redirecting the attack before striking Garion’s chest with his palm.

BANG!

Garion staggered backward. "Hehehe! Damn, that’s one annoying ability."

Asterion lowered his hand. "Your gravitational energy is impressive. Unfortunately, its structure is relatively easy to understand."

Garion grinned. "Oh? Then how about something different?"

He immediately charged again, throwing several rapid punches.

Asterion avoided the first two before attempting to intercept the third.

However, Garion suddenly shifted his weight and delivered a powerful knee strike.

BANG!

The impact struck Asterion’s abdomen, forcing him backward.

Garion chuckled. "HAHAHA! Can’t reverse a good old-fashioned knee to the stomach, can you?"

Asterion straightened, rubbing his abdomen. "An effective technique. Although your movements remain somewhat excessive."

Garion’s eyebrow twitched. "Why does every martial arts bastard keep telling me that?"

Asterion smiled faintly. "Perhaps because they’re correct."

Garion burst into laughter before charging again.

This time, dark gravitational markings spread across both arms.

[God Physique: Graviton Reinforcement!]

His physical strength increased dramatically as he unleashed a powerful combination of punches.

Asterion extended his hands.

[Origin Art: Primal Reversion!]

Silver-white radiance intercepted Garion’s fists, dispersing their concentrated gravitational energy.

However, Garion immediately changed his approach.

Instead of throwing another punch, he grabbed Asterion’s wrist.

Asterion’s expression changed.

"A grapple?"

Garion grinned. "Hehehe! Got you."

He pulled Asterion forward before attempting a powerful shoulder throw.

However, Asterion suddenly twisted his body.

[Origin Art: Momentum Reversion!]

The accumulated momentum within Garion’s movement abruptly weakened.

His throw lost its explosive force.

Asterion immediately slipped free and struck Garion’s ribs.

BANG!

Garion staggered sideways.

Asterion calmly stepped backward. "Your techniques depend on physical interactions. Those interactions possess identifiable origins."

Garion rubbed his ribs. "Yeah, yeah. Basically, you can mess with everything I do."

Asterion nodded. "To an extent."

Garion suddenly grinned. "Hehehe! Good. That makes things interesting."

He raised both fists.

[Graviton: Event Horizon Knuckle!]

Black gravitational energy condensed around his right fist.

Garion accelerated toward Asterion, aiming directly for his chest.

Asterion immediately extended his hand.

Silver radiance collided with the concentrated black hole power surrounding Garion’s knuckles.

CRAAAAACK!

The surrounding space trembled.

However, instead of completely disappearing, Garion’s gravitational energy suddenly fluctuated.

Asterion frowned.

"He’s changing the compression rate continuously?"

Garion laughed. "HAHAHA! Having trouble figuring it out?"

He immediately switched techniques.

[Graviton: White Hole Pulse!]

The black gravitational energy transformed into an enormous repulsive force upon contact.

BOOOOOOM!

Asterion was blasted backward, crashing across the arena.

Garion lowered his fist. "Hehehe! How about that?"

However, Asterion slowly emerged from the debris.

His white robes were torn, and blood trickled from his mouth.

Nevertheless, his expression remained composed. "Remarkable. You deliberately altered the nature of your attack during contact."

Garion grinned. "Of course. I’m not stupid enough to keep punching the same way."

Asterion nodded thoughtfully. "Then I suppose I should demonstrate something more advanced."

He slowly raised both hands.

[Origin Art: Primordial Restoration Domain!]

An enormous silver-white formation appeared beneath his feet.

The surrounding space became unnaturally still.

Garion immediately sensed something strange.

His gravitational energy was no longer circulating normally. Even the physical pressure surrounding his body began weakening.

He frowned. "Hmm? What the hell is this?"

Asterion calmly explained. "Within this domain, external energy transformations are gradually returned toward their original equilibrium."

Garion clenched his fists. "So my gravity tricks become weaker the longer I stay here?"

Asterion nodded. "Precisely."

He suddenly disappeared.

BANG!

His palm struck Garion’s abdomen.

Before Garion could counterattack, another strike landed against his shoulder.

Then a third struck his chest.

Garion staggered backward, coughing blood.

Asterion continued attacking with extraordinary precision.

Without his gravitational reinforcement functioning properly, Garion was forced to rely increasingly on his natural physical strength.

However, even without those abilities, his God Physique remained extraordinarily powerful.

Garion suddenly caught Asterion’s next punch. "Hehehe... You forgot something."

Asterion narrowed his eyes.

Garion tightened his grip. "Even without gravity, I can still beat the shit out of someone."

He pulled Asterion forward and delivered a devastating headbutt.

BANG!

Asterion staggered backward.

Garion immediately followed with several punches, forcing him to defend.

For the first time, Asterion struggled to maintain his composure.

"His natural physical strength is still this extraordinary?"

Garion grinned. "HAHAHA! Welcome to God Gym, bastard."

However, Asterion suddenly raised both hands.

[Origin Art: Absolute Primal Reversion!]

The silver formation beneath them erupted with overwhelming radiance.

Garion’s remaining gravitational energy began collapsing toward its original state.

His movements became noticeably slower.

Asterion stepped forward, preparing a devastating palm strike. "Your resistance has been impressive, Garion. However, this concludes our confrontation."

Garion suddenly lowered his head. For a moment, he appeared completely exhausted.

However, a faint grin slowly spread across his face. "Hehehe... You know something?"

Asterion paused.

Garion raised his eyes. "You’ve spent this entire fight trying to understand my powers."

His muscles suddenly tightened. "But you forgot to understand how I fight."

Garion abruptly stepped forward.

Instead of throwing another gravitational punch, he shifted into a simple wrestling stance.

Asterion immediately attempted to redirect his momentum.

However, Garion deliberately stopped halfway.

Asterion’s technique activated against the nonexistent movement.

His timing was disrupted.

Garion immediately seized the opening.

He caught Asterion’s arm, stepped behind him, and tightened his grip. "Hehehe! Checkmate, bastard."

[German Suplex!]

KABOOOOOM!

Asterion’s body smashed into the arena, disrupting his concentration. The enormous silver domain immediately flickered.

Garion rolled forward before Asterion could recover. He grabbed his opponent’s wrist and pulled him upright.

This time, concentrated gravitational energy began circulating through Garion’s knuckles again.

Asterion’s eyes widened.

"The domain...?"

Garion grinned. "HAHAHA! You should’ve paid more attention to your footing."

[Graviton: Event Horizon Knuckle!]

His fist struck Asterion’s chest.

At the moment of contact, Garion rapidly alternated between black hole compression and white hole repulsion.

The constantly changing gravitational forces disrupted Asterion’s attempt to identify a stable origin.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The impact shattered the remaining silver domain.

Asterion was thrown backward before crashing into the ground.

When the dust settled, he lay motionless inside an enormous crater.

His silver-white radiance gradually disappeared.

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[Candidate Asterion - Eliminated.]

[Remaining Candidates: 1]

[Third Trial - Battle Royale Completed.]

[Final Victor: Candidate Garion.]

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Garion slowly lowered his fist, breathing heavily.

Blood covered his body, and several injuries had accumulated throughout the battle.

Nevertheless, his familiar grin remained. "Hehehe... Damn. That bastard was seriously strong."

He glanced toward Asterion’s disappearing figure before laughing. "HAHAHA! But unfortunately for him, nobody beats the gym master at wrestling."

Above the arena, the Creator suddenly stood from her magnificent throne.

[Hehehe! Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful!]

Her cheerful laughter echoed throughout the dimension.

[Congratulations, Garion.]

[You’ve defeated every remaining candidate and emerged as the final victor!]

Garion looked upward, grinning proudly. "Hehehe! So that means I won, right?"

The Creator slowly extended one delicate hand.

[Indeed, my adorable little gym master.]

[You are the winner of my final competition.]

[And now...]

An extraordinary golden radiance descended upon Garion.

[It’s time for you to receive your reward.]