
Rory smiled and said, "Sure..."
However, when Tyler was about to give Marcus a National Fortune crystal that could increase his strength for a short time, Marcus refused. She took a deep breath and said to Tyler, "Tyler, give it to me after I'm done!"
"Omong empty! Absorb before you fight!
Tyler yelled coldly at Marcus.
Marcus smiled, but there was as much determination in his eyes. He did not say anything to Tyler but turned around and walked towards the arena in the middle of the desert in the distance...
"Tyler, as your friend, you can't take care of me forever. We both have our own destiny! This is a battle I was destined to fight! Don't interfere!I. I will not die!" Returning to Tyler, Marcus walked towards the arena, full of fighting spirit and confidence!
Then the Peak Death Section Master behind Rory shouted to the young third level Leviathan behind him "Mason, fight!"
This is a decisive battle. Don't show mercy! There's only one who can get out alive!"
"Yes, sir!" After the old geezer finished his words, a young man wearing a yellow tabard grabbed a long sword and walked towards the arena from another direction...
A second-rate True Giant was fighting against a third-rate Leviathan. Tyler, Jacquelyn, Leon, Carlos, Albert, William, and the others had a little worry in their hearts...
One was a peerless genius who had trained in various wars, and the other was a genius who had been cultivated by the Warrior Sect. Only one of them can live...
Currently, Mason and Marcus had entered the arena 700 feet wide. They stood apart at the eastern and western ends, facing each other. Mason, a third-rate Leviathan, gains this impressive spiritual aura and cold demeanor.
In his yellow tabard, Mason said confidently, "Marcus, you should have broken through before you fought me. You're too arrogant. Even though you are already at the second level of a True Giant, you are weaker than me. You. You can't win this. " He was a top genius in the Warrior Sect and had been nurtured by a Master since childhood.
And what about Marcus? He left the Warrior Sect early and spread his wings wandering from one place to another. Who will win?
A person who has a complete heritage or a person who stands alone. At least in the eyes of outsiders, Jason was more likely to win. After all, he was on a higher level.
Marcus sneered, "Well... A second-rate Real Giant could kill you." As Marcus spoke, he suddenly shook his sword.
Next, loudly, he ran straight towards Mason in the distance. Right now, Marcus had unleashed his full strength. So what's?
Mason was only at a slightly higher rank. Marcus is not afraid at all!
"How dare you take the initiative to attack me?"
Seeing Marcus hurrying, Mason laughed grimly.
Then, he attempted to block the attack directly with his sword.
However, in the next moment, his expression changed.
Because Marcus is so strong that Mason can't withstand Marcus's blow. Mason was thrown into the air.
"That's impossible!" Mason retreat. The blood on his body was rolling. He looked pale.
As for Marcus, he appeared at the place where Mason had just stood and sneered, "A useless in the Sect. How many people have you killed?"
As soon as Marcus finished talking, an enormous killing intent shot out from his body. Before Mason could react, he made another wild attack.
After this reminder, Mason immediately condensed his spiritual aura and put away all humiliation. His eyes were cold and fierce as he grasped his sword and frantically fought with Marcus.
However, outside the arena, Rory appeared in front of this master and struck him. At that moment, Master Mason was thrown. Blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face instantly paled.
Tyler also wants to attack the teacher. Seeing that Rory had already done this, he only glanced wickedly.
This battle is unfair. How can others provide guidance? He's risking his neck!
Tyler narrowed his eyes and looked at his master, "Other words and I will definitely kill you!"
Then Tyler said to Rory, "If you fail to discipline your people, I'll help you."
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Rory stared deep into Tyler's eyes. The reason why he had acted so quickly earlier was because he sensed that Tyler had the intention to do so. However, Tyler stood further away from him. Therefore, he took the initiative. Otherwise, if Tyler were to take action, that master would be in grave danger.
In the next moment, Rory nodded at Tyler's "Lord Shaw, rest assured. It'll never happen again!"
Then, Rory scolded his master, "Defeat!Absolutely disgraceful!"
His master felt something at this moment. His expression changed again. However, he was aware of this cold killing intent from Tyler in the distance.
Therefore, he bowed to Rory and then retreated backwards silently.
However, at this point, Tyler's expression became completely dark, and the extremely dangerous aura within his body grew heavier. Similarly, even the Warriors behind Tyler were ready to fight. If Marcus dies today, there must be a fight!
Rory could feel Tyler's aura condensing, and her heart was almost racing. This is the first time! The Warrior Sect had been threatened, but they did not dare to say a word
At this moment, Marcus in the arena suddenly yelled at Tyler, "Tyler! If I die, don't start a war with the Warrior Sect! That's no business
they are! This is my last wish!"
However, just as Marcus finished speaking, his chest was struck by the attack of Mason's palm. Marcus was thrown, and a trail of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth...
Mason seizes the opportunity and continues to chase Marcus. His steps were so fast that he only left after the yellow picture. Marcus could only try to block out as hard as he could. In an instant, Marcus was harmed...
"Blow of divine Soldiers!"
" Kill Out of everything"
"The Divine Warrior Spear."
At this time, Mason took out his stewards one after another. Those moves were all secret techniques taught exclusively in the Warrior Sect. In a hurry, Marcus could only attempt to block. After all, his overall strength was slightly weaker than Mason's. The True Giant Realm was originally weaker than the Supreme Realm, let alone Masons were also a level higher.
Therefore, for some time, Marcus kept retreating. The wounds on his body continued to increase and bleed outwards...
"Marcus..." At this moment, a beautiful woman dressed in elegant green suddenly appeared in the arena.
It was Christian, with his father standing next to him.