"Hah!" Muria, whose body had grown to ten meters tall, fiercely knocked down a cloud giant guard, kicking up a large cloud of dust. However, this dust didn't affect the excitement of the many onlooking giants around.

These cloud giants, dressed in magnificent attire, stood on the tiers of what resembled an ancient Roman colosseum, cheering loudly for Muria's prowess as they watched their companion fall.

But the audience on the tier wasn't just limited to these cloud giants; there were also the tide giants, with large patches of purplish-blue skin exposed, only partially covered in key areas, and the mountain giants, with skin ranging from light yellow to slight red, bare-chested with fur skirts, exuding a somewhat savage aura.

Lastly, the storm giants, the tallest and most elegant among them, wearing waistcoats, with bodies reaching up to eighteen meters, completed the scene, forming a stark contrast with the finely dressed cloud giants and the more rugged mountain giants, perfectly illustrating the juxtaposition of civilization and barbarism.

Muria stood on the granite ground, raising his hands high to accept the cheers and praises of the surrounding giants. He enjoyed this feeling immensely.

This colossal structure, resembling an ancient arena, was built by the giants specifically for Muria, providing him with an excellent training environment. The tiered stands were constructed so that the giants could witness Muria's fighting stance.

Here, Muria was "undefeatable." Years ago, when he agreed to let the giants spar with him, Muria had anticipated this outcome.

In the three to four years since then, Muria had lost count of how many giants he had fought. Initially, it was the cloud giants who sparred with him to hone his combat skills. Then the most powerful storm giants joined in. Eventually, all the giants knew.

Thus, this enormous arena-like "combat field" was completed in a short time.

Here, as Cloud Giant Commander Abbot had said, any giant was willing to spar with him.

However, none of the giants fought Muria with all their strength. The giants gathered around Crystal Castle, regardless of their type, possessed the power of golden rank after reaching adulthood.

During his fights, all these golden-ranked giants controlled their strength well, allowing Muria to practice combat skills while "defeating" them without much difficulty.

After accepting the cheers for a moment, Muria waved his hand, and the entire arena fell silent as all the giants looked towards him.

"Warrior, rise." Muria ordered the cloud giant guard lying next to him as he lowered his head.

As the cloud giant stood up, Muria looked around at the watching giants and shouted, "I know you think I'm still young, and I'm only at the fourth level of silver now. Even though I'm the son of a Titan and a dragon, I'm no match for a golden-ranked opponent. But today, I want to try the true power of a golden rank."

Muria looked at the cloud giant guard he had just defeated. "Soldier, use all your strength. Don't hold back."

"Otherwise, I'll consider your actions as contempt for my Titan bloodline." Muria said so. Titans held a special significance for the giants.

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"I understand, Your Highness Muria. Please be careful." At that moment, Muria felt the aura of the seemingly gentle cloud giant change completely, becoming cold and brutal, exuding a hint of bloodthirstiness.

"This is the attitude a cloud giant guard should have." Muria secretly admired the transformation of the cloud giant before him.

Elerasia was never a peaceful world. Every day, wars broke out, conflicts erupted, between individuals, between humans and monsters, between nations, and even between gods. Every day, countless lives were lost in Elerasia.

So, every giant who survived to adulthood had experienced countless battles and fights. To them, Muria, growing up in the "paradise" of the Titan Islands, was like a flower nurtured in a greenhouse.

Although Muria had experienced numerous battles, he had never killed anyone. But, he had unparalleled confidence in his Titan and dragon bloodline.

In the past three years, Muria's strength had grown very slowly due to his long lifespan. He was currently only at the fourth level of silver.

However, even at the third level of silver, Muria could easily overpower all silver creatures. At the fourth level, with his greatly increased strength and size, he was confident that, with the combat skills inherited from the Titans over hundreds of thousands of years, he could fight or even defeat golden-ranked beings.

In the arena, amidst the cheers of thousands of giants, Muria struck a seemingly ordinary boxing pose. "Come on, warrior!"

The cloud giant guard roared and launched an attack against Muria. Despite the injuries he had sustained in their previous fight, they were quickly healing under the giant's powerful physique, and they didn't hinder his combat.

"Ho!" Excited by the scene before him, Muria let out a roar full of excitement. He had already adapted to his current identity.

"Boom!" The collision between the two giants, which would seem huge to humans, kicked up a large cloud of dust, and their tremendous strength caused cracks to appear in the granite slabs beneath their feet.

Muria met the calm, bright blue eyes of the cloud giant guard in front of him. They were eyes that belonged to a seasoned warrior.

The cloud giant guard grabbed Muria's slightly chubby, fair fist with one hand, while Muria tightly gripped the giant's other hand. They were engaged in the most primitive form of combat—grappling.

It turned out that the combat experience of the cloud giant guard far surpassed Muria's. He effortlessly brought Muria into his rhythm, engaging in a direct contest of strength.

While Muria was the son of a Titan, he was still just a youth. His strength was definitely no match for that of an adult golden-ranked cloud giant.

But Muria said, "Don't underestimate me, soldier." He flashed a grin, showing his eight shiny white teeth. "Without confidence, how could I let you go all out?"

"You're right, Your Highness Muria." The cloud giant spoke sincerely. He had initially intended to use his advantage in golden-ranked strength to easily overpower Muria. However, when he truly exerted his strength, he realized that Muria's strength was not much weaker than his own.

"Heh!" Muria chuckled. He didn't enjoy this boring grappling match. Besides, the cloud giant's strength was still slightly greater than his own. Continuing like this would only put him at a disadvantage in the long run.

"Throw!" Muria gave a light shout and grabbed the hand of the cloud giant guard. In that instant, his hand swelled to twice its size. His arm, initially fair and somewhat chubby, now bulged with veins, muscles protruding, and golden lightning swirling around it, emanating a dazzling sense of power.

In the moment of the cloud giant's confusion, he was hit by a force he couldn't resist. His body left the ground, thrown into the air by Muria.

"I didn't expect my Burst Technique, which I just learned yesterday, to be so useful." Muria looked at the cloud giant thrown into the air by him and clicked his tongue. "But the name is too ordinary."

"Burst Technique," the name of the Titan's combat skill Muria had just learned was as simple and straightforward as the various martial arts he had learned before. Its power was only realized after it was used.

After a brief moment of thought, Muria returned to the fight. He was no longer a novice in combat and understood the principle that "the best opponent is the one lying on the ground."

"Boom!" Muria stomped the ground fiercely, creating a small pit in the already cracked granite floor. Using the recoil, he flapped his wings and quickly flew towards the cloud giant in the air, stabilizing his position with Levitation Technique.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" In the air, the cloud giant clashed with Muria's foot three times. He couldn't hold on any longer and was thrown to the ground by Muria's lightning-wrapped foot.

Seeing the cloud giant falling to the ground, Muria showed no mercy. Folding his dragon wings behind him, he bent one leg, extended his knee forward, and aimed it at the cloud giant. With all his might, he slammed down onto the giant.

"Boom!" Fragments of granite splattered everywhere as Muria's knee struck the ground, leaving a deep pit. Nearby, the cloud giant, who had agilely rolled away to dodge Muria's attack, breathed a sigh of relief.

Even for a giant, being hit would be painful. Just as Muria clenched his fists, preparing to strike the cloud giant again, the guard shouted, "I surrender, Master Muria."

"Are you sure?" Muria asked, surprised.

"I'm sure, Your Highness!" It wasn't a fight to the death. The cloud giant secretly thought to himself that he wouldn't engage in a life-and-death struggle with someone he had already decided to follow in the future.

As the cloud giant surrendered, the arena erupted with cheers, louder than before.

Just then, a dragonborn girl, tiny compared to the giants, approached Muria and reported a message.

"Master Muria, your six dragonets have eaten a lot and fallen into a deep sleep."