George's brutal treatment of Jermaine's body had already stirred up a lot of anger. As he stepped into the battle ring again, the spectators booed and cursed at him."Ugh! Just seeing this bastard makes me sick. I want to kill him.""Disgusting heartless scum!""He got away with it last time, but now he's facing the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order. Let's see how he dies."The spectators were furious as they shouted and cursed at George, but he didn't care. His eyes were locked on Abigail, and his lips curled into a wicked grin. He couldn't hide the lust in his gaze. "Tsk, tsk… Hey, gorgeous. Fighting is a man's job. As a woman, your duty is to bear children." His eyes roamed over her as he grinned wider. "Unfortunately, Dragonmarsh martial artists are weaklings. They don't have what it takes to satisfy someone like you. But I can guarantee you'll experience pure pleasure with me," he said and laughed heartily.His words were like a spark that ignited a wildfire, causing
George grimaced in pain and flung the snake-like creature away. But the creature wouldn't give up. It lunged at him again as soon as it hit the ground."You've got a death wish?" He snorted and smashed the creature into a scarlet mist with a single punch. He then turned his gaze to Abigail with a malicious grin. "It's just a little snake. You don't actually think it could hurt me, huh?""Can't hurt you? Check out the bite marks," she replied sarcastically."Huh?" George looked down and saw two tiny, needle-like punctures where the creature had bitten him. The wounds were so minor that they didn't even bleed.However, the area around the wounds had turned a deep, unnatural black. It was darker than his skin, like ink.The most disturbing part was that this black mark was rapidly spreading and crept into his bloodstream. Within seconds, it had covered most of his hand."What is this?" George's frown deepened, and his smile faltered. He had always prided himself on being impervi
George roared like thunder. His blade-like arms gleamed coldly and sliced through Abigail's body with lightning speed. The speed of his momentum sent him skidding for about 25 feet before he finally came to a halt."This is what happens when you piss me off, bitch!" He turned and laughed maniacally with a fierce expression. He believed that strength mattered and not the useless poisonous mist or creature."Hey, what are you laughing at?" A clear, crisp voice rang out from the front.George looked toward the voice and was surprised to see Abigail. She casually turned with a smirk as if she were looking at a fool."Hmm?" His smile faltered and was replaced by shock.What happened? Hadn't his blade already sliced through her neck? Why was there no sign of injury? Could he have missed it? That seemed impossible. His blade was as fast as lightning, and she hadn't even moved. How could he have missed? What on earth had happened?"I'm not stopping until you're dead!" George was frustr
Abigail pushed off the ground and shot into the air. She quickly caught up to George as his burly frame began to descend. She lifted her long leg high and brought it down like a battle ax, striking his back with force.The impact was explosive. George, falling face-first, immediately flipped and crashed toward the battle ring like a soccer ball. As he fell, he spat another mouthful of blood.His burly frame slammed into the hard ground with a bone-jarring impact. The force of the collision created a deep, human-shaped crater in the ring. Dust and debris exploded into the air, and rocks flew everywhere.Despite George's incredible defense, the force of the blow fractured his bones, displaced his organs, and left him seriously injured.His defense would have seemed nearly unbeatable if facing an ordinary grandmaster. But Abigail wasn't just any grandmaster. She was an ultimate grandmaster and had awakened the Phoenix bloodline.Every punch and kick she delivered carried lethal stren
In the corner of the stands, Jeremiah watched with a frown as the mangled mess George lay in the battle ring. His expression was somber.He knew exactly how strong George was. Compared to the flashy Bill, George was in a league of his own. With his exceptional talent and genetic modifications, George's physical strength, defense, and speed had reached the absolute limits of human capability. Even Dragonmarsh's grandmaster martial artists would struggle to last a single round against him.Yet, he couldn't believe Abigail had taken down the invincible George. And not just defeated, but beaten to a pulp with fists. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes."This is giving me a headache." Jeremiah narrowed his eyes as his face darkened. He had known the mission would be challenging, but he hadn't anticipated it to be this tough.They had started as a team of three. But now, halfway through the tournament, he was the only one left. The pressure was intense.
The saber hit the ground before its owner even appeared. Its edge gleamed with a fierce, intimidating light."This saber looks so familiar. I think I've seen it before.""If I'm not mistaken, that's the Inferno Saber of the Bloodfire Legion leader.""The leader of the Bloodfire Legion? Even someone like him is competing in the tournament? Isn't he too old for this?""From what I know, the Bloodfire Legion leader has passed the Inferno Saber to his most prized disciple, Kendricks Lang, who is ranked eighth on the Legendary List."Amid the murmurs, a dark figure suddenly shot into the air. He landed on the battle ring just as the golden saber crashed down with a thunderous boom.The figure was a man dressed in black with a cold and formidable presence. He appeared to be in his 30s, tall and upright, with a piercing gaze. A black, broken sword was slung across his back, which added to his unapproachable demeanor.He was Kendricks Lang, ranked eighth on the Legendary List. Though ma
As Azalea stared at the overwhelming golden wave, her eyes narrowed, and her heart raced. She had expected a few more exchanges, but Kendricks's opening move was terrifying.Without hesitating, she flicked her wrist and pulled out a red paper parasol that seemed to appear from nowhere. The parasol gleamed with deep red hues, and its surface etched with mysterious runes. As light danced over its surface, the runes began to pulse and whirl as if infused with life."The Abyssal Parasol?" The spectators immediately recognized the origin of the red paper parasol.The Abyssal Parasol was a powerful defensive divine artifact known for its dark and formidable properties. It was once the prized possession of the Abyssal Legion, but it was believed to have been lost after their downfall. Surprisingly, it ended up in the hands of the Mystic Arts Order."Go!" Azalea opened the parasol and thrust it forward against the golden wave. It shot into the air and shone brightly. A layer of crimson l
The lack of strict rules at Sacred Wrym Summit allowed Abigail to set up betting pools.Caleb couldn't resist the urge to play a few rounds out of curiosity. He initially had some luck and racked up a decent win. But the tide turned, and he lost everything he had won.With the excitement and adrenaline pumping, he had nothing else to wager, so he bet with the Divine Talisman. From that moment on, it spiraled out of control.It wasn't until he lost dozens of talismans that he finally realized he was over his head and decided to give up. Hence, the talismans in Azalea's possession were a result of his reckless gambling."Where did you get a Divine Talisman?" Kendricks frowned as his expression darkened.The Divine Talisman was a hallmark of Sacred Wyrm Summit, and the lightning talisman she had used earlier was particularly rare. Kendricks found it absurd that a disciple from the Mystic Arts Order would possess the talismans."Heh… it's a secret." Azalea grinned.Before the match,
"We're ready for the ultimate showdown of this tournament. The winner will be crowned the Combat Tournament Champion. Now, let's welcome both contestants to the ring." Oron's voice thundered as he stepped onto the battle ring.There was thunderous applause and cheers from the audience.The long-awaited showdown was finally at hand. Today's outcome wasn't just about personal glory, but it would also decide the future of the martial world.If Glenn triumphed and claimed the crown, the Sword Union would rise as the undisputed guild. The Celestial Alliance and the Mystic Arts Order would have no choice but to bow to their supremacy.But if Dustin won, it would be even more sensational. A dark horse, without any guild affiliation, defeating the elite disciples of the major guild—such a story would send shockwaves through the martial world.Once that happened, every major guild would fight tooth and nail to claim him. It would spark a fierce battle for dominance."Dr. Rhys! Good luck!"
"H-Hold on! I-I surrender!" Abigail said urgently. With the sword inches away from her throat, she decisively raised both hands in a gesture of surrender.She didn't expect herself to win the match. Her goal was simply to take this opportunity to test Dustin's strength and also gauge her own progress. But now, it was clear that there was still a sizable gap between them."You've done well. In a few more years, I might not even be able to keep up with you." Dustin smiled and lowered his Celestial Blade. His words weren't flattery; he genuinely saw potential in Abigail.The dark Phoenix flames carried a corrosive power that even his mystical pure energy couldn't resist. In other words, Abigail's black flames were the bane of any martial artist.Her journey in the martial world was still short—barely two years. She hadn't unlocked the full potential of her Phoenix bloodline yet. But with more training and experience, the sky was the limit for her."Don't try to console me, Sir. I'm n
With a resounding bang, the golden light erupted with a burst of terrifying energy wave. In an instant, the earth trembled, and fierce winds whipped through the air.Dustin and his sword were sent flying several yards. After landing, he stumbled back several steps before finally steadying himself.He looked up and saw that Abigail's body was now covered in a layer of golden armor, though he couldn't tell when it had happened. The armor glowed brightly, and it made her look imposing and striking.It was clearly a divine artifact.The Mystic Arts Order had been around for centuries, with deep roots and countless treasures. As the Grand Sorceress, Abigail would obviously have several divine artifacts for protection.Dustin wasn't surprised, but the armor's counterforce caught him off guard. Not only did it protect her, but it also had offensive capabilities.When his sword struck the armor earlier, the blow didn't leave a scratch. Instead, the armor absorbed the hit and sent the for
Dustin raised his hand as the black feathers rained down on him. A white energy shield flared into existence to form a wall before him.The feathers slammed into the shield and sent ripples across its surface but failed to break through. However, the black flames on the feathers spread across the shield and burned through its energy at a visible pace. In the blink of an eye, the once impenetrable barrier cracked open and left a gaping hole.Dustin couldn't hide his surprise. His mystical pure energy was far stronger than the average grandmaster's internal energy in offense and defense. It was meant to be impenetrable. He hadn't anticipated it couldn't hold up against Abigail's phoenix flame.Seeing the raw strength of her bloodline, he knew he couldn't afford to take any chances. As the black flames spread, he swiftly waved his hand to summon a furious gust of wind that sent the feathers and flames flying."Glaring Wings!" Abigail wasn't done yet. She quickly formed hand seals and
Abigail moved with lightning speed, and her figure weaved in and out like a shadow. Her swift movements left a blur of afterimages that was hard for anyone watching to keep up.On the contrary, Dustin stood still without making any movement."Fallen Fist!"After closing in, she unleashed a flurry of strikes—dozens of black palm shadows slamming toward his body, and each one was like a bullet aimed at its target.Abigail practiced a unique martial art, and it was imbued with voodoo-like properties that could kill anyone who made contact with her. But Dustin's body was immune to all poisons, so it was a perfect counter to her deadly attack.As the shadow palms closed in, he remained unshaken and thrust his palm forward.A fierce gust of wind surged and ripped through the air with unrelenting force. It collided with the black palm shadows.Abigail's black palm shadows exploded on impact and disintegrated into thick clouds of dark mist that quickly spread. Within moments, the mist e
The whole arena suddenly fell dead silent. Everyone stared blankly, and not a soul dared to breathe. Alloy shot to his feet in the main spectator seats, and his face was tense with worry. Yet, he didn't dare make a sound. He feared it might startle Glenn into making a mistake that could cost Fenley's life.After all, Fenley represented the future of the Celestial Alliance. Alloy had invested all his effort into Fenley, and he provided him with endless resources. If Fenley were to die in the match, it would deal a devastating blow to the entire guild.While Alloy was gripped with worry, Cyrus and Penelope cheered silently. They secretly hoped Glenn's sword would strike Fenley. If that happened, the Celestial Alliance would take at least a decade to regain its former glory.Fenley's body stiffened as he stared at the Fang Master hovering inches from him. A shiver ran through his spine as goosebumps prickled his skin. Sweat trickled down his face, and each drop hit the ground with a
"Glenn had only seven swords in the past. I didn't expect that in just one year, two more divine swords would recognize him as their master. This punk is much better than I was back then," Cyrus remarked. He stroked his chin with a look of surprise and approval. He had always believed in Glenn's potential, but Glenn's performance had still exceeded his expectations.After all, the more swords Glenn wielded, the stronger he became. He had already topped the Legendary List with just seven swords. Now, with nine, his strength had grown even more overwhelming."He truly is the Chosen One." Even Kaden couldn't help but sigh.The nine divine swords recognized their master and responded with ease. Glenn's talent and cultivation were leagues ahead of his peers.Every generation brought forth new talent, and the old had no choice but to step aside for the new generation. Compared to their time, today's youth were on another level—monsters in their own right."Now, this is going to be int
Compared to the second green sword, Glenn's third sword was even more powerful. As it descended, accompanied by the fury of a fire dragon, it carried the destructive force of a world-shattering storm.Fenley, whose energy flow was disrupted earlier, watched the fiery red long sword streak toward like a falling meteor. His heart raced and was gripped by a sudden sense of impending doom.With a roar, he risked the backlash effect and unleashed a powerful surge of internal energy. The ethereal divine spirit behind him instantly transformed into a figure with three heads and six arms. This was the complete form of the Four Elements of God's Technique.At that instant, he threw everything he had into the fight. He controlled the spirit to slam its giant arms into the flaming sword. With a loud explosion, the sword tore through the spirit's palms and continued its unyielding path toward Fenley. But its speed had slowed slightly.Without hesitation, he controlled the spirit to strike ag
When the spectators heard the match was about to begin, the excitement reached a fever pitch. Half of them cheered for Fenley while the other half chanted Glenn's name. Both were the Chosen Ones, and their popularity was undeniable. Everyone had been waiting for their face-off in the battle ring.Though Fenley ranked slightly below Glenn on the Legendary List, his fame and influence as the successor to the Celestial Alliance's guildmaster outshined Glenn's. Ultimately, the question of who was stronger could only be answered in the ring."I've been waiting for this day, Glenn." Fenley stared at him intently. His voice was powerful and commanding. He continued, "Others say I'm not your equal, but I refuse to believe it. Today, we'll find out whether your sword is faster or if my Four Elements of God's Technique is superior.""The moment you said that, you've already lost. Your doubt shows you lack the confidence to defeat me," Glenn replied calmly. If this were a fight-to-the-deat