The Sovereign Dragon Ring

Episode 235's

"Bombs!" The draconic scaly left hand suddenly swung upwards and tightly gripped the Icedream sword in Blumer's hand. Despite the power of his attack, Blumer was still unable to make the Icedream penetrate forward even an inch. Wharton's left palm was pressed tightly against the tip of the Icedream blade.

Blumer's expression changed.

Escape!

Pulling his sword back with a powerful pull, Blumer quickly fell backwards, pressing his back almost onto the dueling platform while hurriedly rushing backwards. Right at this moment, Wharton's draconic tail crashed into Blumer.

If Blumer did not press his body to the ground, he would definitely be hit.

“Wah ”Blumer stands once again at the edge of the dueling platform, slightly panting. It was too close; he was almost struck by Wharton's draconic tail.

Blumer's head hurts. Wharton's defense is too strong. His attack could not destroy that defense at all.

"Is that technique my only choice?" Blumer only had a superficial understanding of the 'Lightshadow Sword' technique, but according to what Olivier taught, he could still utilize the most powerful attack of the Lightshadow Sword.

… .

Everyone in the Colosseum held their breath. These experts were only fighting at too high a speed, making it impossible for most people to see clearly what was going on. They only saw that Blumer seemed to have turned into sixteen shadows, moving as if he was teleporting.

But Wharton's like a sturdy castle. No matter how Blumer attacked, he could not hurt Wharton.

"If you won't attack me, then it's my turn to attack you. "Wharton's voice rang out in the Colosseum, and then Wharton charged wildly towards Blumer.

Blumer immediately prepared to dodge.

But Wharton's light-looking, nimble punch from his warblade had reached a strange speed, and was cutting straight into Blumer's skull. Blumer quickly fell backwards while kicking the ground.

"Whoosh!" Blumer retreated backwards at high speed.

Although his retreat was extremely fast, the Wharton Slaughterer was even faster. Just as he was about to reach Blumer's vital chest area, Blumer immediately split his legs open and rolled back.

"Bombs!" The Slaughter had just swiped the back of Blumer, slamming into the ground.

Slaughterer – Single Stroke Execution!

"Boom!" The entire dueling platform started to tremble, and the magical formation on the dueling platform completely split apart when a huge crack appeared on the platform. This caused the 80,000 spectators to feel shock and fear.

The defense of this dueling platform was extremely powerful, but his magic array had actually been destroyed?

Blumer tipped back in the air, then landed on the edge of the dueling platform. The audience nearby could not help but start screaming in shock and fear.

Blumer roared furiously, his face looking fierce.

With a hard kick to the dueling platform, Wharton flew into the air at high speed towards Blumer as the platform below him cracked again. Blumer once again dodged.

"Geeh!" Seeing Wharton attack them, all the spectators above started to shout in fear.

But despite moving at high speed, Wharton simply balanced the wall lightly, then changed direction, continuing to chase Blumer.

Blumer retreated back to the top of the dueling platform, his face now completely red as his body emitted a red glow. His face then turned golden, although his eyes remained red.

"What is Blumer doing?" Linley frowned.

Wharton, who showed no fear, brandished the 'Slayers' and charged straight at Blumer for close combat.

At this time, many onlookers started cheering for Wharton, while others cursed Blumer. Clearly, Blumer's repeated attacks had aroused the anger of the crowd. Relying on higher speed to run and hide; what was that earlier? Why not just admit defeat?

Blumer stared coldly at Wharton who was charging over, a hint of madness in his red eyes.

The golden aura covering the Icedream suddenly carried a hint of white light within it. From a distance, Linley could clearly tell that the sword aura had grown stronger.

"Rumb…"

Repeating his old tactic, Blumer's body was once again separated into several images. As flashes of white golden light appeared, so did more and more shadow Blumers.

"Blumer, can't you do anything other than just run?" Wharton was standing there. “If you have any ability, come and play. ”

Wharton knew that in speed, he was inferior to Blumer.

"As you wish, Wharton!" A gnashing, wrathful sound could be heard as a dazzling golden light flashed, and a long sword appeared in front of Wharton.

Wharton's surprised.

In terms of speed, this time was even faster than the last one.

"Geez!" Wharton once again wanted to use his left hand to grab the Icedream and relied on the toughness of the scales around his palm to block the tip, but this time ….

"Cut!"

Covered with a golden white aura, the Icedream actually pierced straight through Wharton's palm and then, at an astonishing speed, pierced into Wharton's armored chest.

And then, still covered in a strange golden-white light, the Icedream once again split Wharton's scales.

Although it took some time to describe it, the actual incident happened in the blink of an eye. The Icedream pierced through Wharton's palm and into his chest, and Wharton actually reacted very quickly as well.

"fucking off!" Wharton's right foot kicked the demon toward Blumer.

Blumer, who had been warned earlier, immediately began to draw his sword. Piercing an opponent was extremely difficult, but pulling out the sword was much easier. Blumer dodged Wharton's kick, but he couldn't avoid a slap from Wharton's draconic tail …

Wharton had actually launched consecutive attacks with his tail and legs.

"Why!" The draconic tail came swinging towards him. Unable to dodge, Blumer could only use his left arm to block, while at the same time, allowing the momentum of the force to carry him backwards.

"Bombs!"

The battle qi protecting Blumer's left arm immediately split apart, and the end of the draconic tail completely smashed into Blumer's chest, knocking Blumer spinning through the air.

Wharton fell to the paralyzed ground, blood flowing from the wound on his chest.

"Lunk's big!"

Nina screamed in surprise.

Wharton's injuries were severe. This sword blow from Blumer had pierced through his vital organs and damaged his internal organs. Even Wharton's coughing whipped his body with excruciating pain.

Blumer flipped from a falling position on the ground.

His left arm was broken, but he was still worth fighting. But now, Wharton could no longer move. If he tried to do so, his severe injuries would only grow worse, to the point where he might even lose his life.

"Ha…"

Blumer laughed coldly. At this point, it could be said that Blumer was the winner, but Blumer actually moved at high speed towards Wharton, the Icedream sword in his hand piercing mercilessly towards Wharton.

Just as Blumer was moving, another human figure suddenly moved as well.

"fucking off!" Anger could be heard. The 80,000 spectators only saw a typhoon suddenly appear out of nowhere, and then countless flashes of violet light simultaneously attacked Blumer.

Blumer immediately hurriedly awakened the battle qi on his body to form a protective armor.

Blood flows everywhere.

Fortunately, he retreated at high speed. If he dared to withstand a blow for even a second, Linley's sword would crash into him. The only thing he had suffered so far was a superficial wound.

"Wharton, are you okay?" Linley could not be bothered with Blumer as he immediately checked for Wharton's injury.

"I'm fine . "Wharton shook his head.

Linley's face changed. The chest is a vital area. Serious blows can be life threatening. The Blumer could already be considered to have achieved victory, but he still wanted to kill Wharton.

"This man with the purple sword, please leave. The others could not interfere in the duel between the two. "Cold sounds are heard. The speaker is one of the judges, Bpk. Kenyons.

Linley turned to look at her.

Can't he say that Wharton's been defeated?

“I represent my sister in admitting defeat. "Said Linley coldly. If they lose the duel, then they lose it. To Linley, this was not as important as Wharton's life.

It was normal for an expert to lose a duel at times. As long as they could learn from their losses, they would be able to slowly improve.

"Cannot be. "Kenyon said calmly. “As per the rules of the competition, unless one of the duels personally admits defeat, the duel must continue to come to its conclusion. Since Wharton had yet to admit defeat, the duel was not over. ”

Blumer rose up too.

Although he looked as if he had been severely injured, Linley's sword did not injure him at his vital point. He can still do battle.

"You're Wharton's brother? Despite this, I still ask you to leave. Wharton and I will continue our competition. “Kata Blumer direct.

Wharton's chest was heavily injured, and he could only speak in a small voice. If he used too much strength to speak, his injuries would deteriorate as well. Wharton opened his mouth, forcing himself to say out loud, "I .. I …"

Watching the sweat beads forming on his younger brother's forehead as he struggled, Linley's heart clenched in pain. "Wharton, don't talk. Don't talk. "Linley stopped her sister from speaking.

“Master, please leave the dueling platform. ”Judge, Kenyon, speaking again in a loud voice.

"You shut up cking your mouth !!!" Filled with anger, Linley roared loudly.

The entire Colosseum became silent. Even the judge, Kenyon, was stunned. She ... she just got cursed ?!

He, a great War God disciple, a Saint-level expert, had just been cursed !?

In the Colosseum, in front of 80,000 spectators, he had been cursed !!!

Kenyon immediately exploded with rage.

"Whoosh!" Kenyon immediately flew out of the judge's seat towards the dueling platform, staring coldly at Linley. "What kind of you, so you dare to talk to your boss in such a way?"

Kenyon was a Saint-level expert and a personal disciple of the War God. Who would dare to be disrespectful to him?

Even the Monolithic Sword Saint, Haydson, was very courteous to him. But today, in front of all these people, he was actually cursed by a person who came from a god-know-where.

"Barker, take Wharton away first. "Linley stared coldly at Kenyon.

Barker and his brothers immediately rushed towards the dueling platform.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Barker and his brothers landed on the platform with a long-handled greatax on their backs, and the 5000+-pound weight of the greatax made the earth shudder.

All the spectators were completely silent.

Barker and his brothers very carefully picked up Wharton, bringing him down from the platform. However, when they did, Barker and the others stared intently at Kenyon.

"F* ck, who does he think he is?" Gates even cursed him with a low growl.

Kenyon could not help but stare angrily at Gates .. but just at this moment, Linley's body began to undergo an astonishing transformation. Black draconic scales grew out of his body, and his forehead, back, elbows, and knees became covered in sharp spikes. The black draconic tail started waving behind him.

"Aah!" The spectators watching screamed in shock.

"He was a Dragonblood Warrior as well?" Seeing this, Haydson was shocked as well. Linley's Dragonform was much fiercer than Wharton's, specifically the line of spikes running his spine.

Raising his head, Linley looked at Kenyon with completely merciless dark golden eyes.

Today, Linley's heart was filled with boundless anger. An expert like Kenyon should be able to easily figure out what kind of condition his younger brother was in. His younger brother had already lost, and the Emperors Johann and Haydson had not spoken or tried to stop Linley. But Kenyon had tried to stop him. Clearly, he can support his fellow student, Blumer.

Kenyon began to grow wary.

He found…

The person in front of him was a threat.

"Dragonblood Warrior?" Kenyon said in a serious voice, floating in the air.

Linley actually rose into the air as well, rising to the same height as Kenyon as he stared at her coldly. Seeing Linley hover in the air, everyone in the Colosseum exploded with excitement.

Holy hooch! Yet another Saint level fighter!

Is this going to be a battle between two Saint-level fighters? This is too exciting!

Two Saint-level experts stood in midair, staring at each other!

“I told you that my sister admitted defeat. But you ... still want my little brother to continue. "This Linley's voice was really cold, it seemed to be from the underworld.

“My internship partner just wants your little brother to personally admit defeat. He actually doesn't want your sister to continue. Your brother could have admitted defeat, but he refused. Whose fault is that? "Blumer.

“Download f *ck. ”

Linley shouted furiously as he suddenly moved. How could Kenyon watch Linley act without stopping him? He immediately pulled the two-colored golden-black staff and he smashed it towards Linley.

"fucking off!"

Linley's entire body seemed to have turned into the sun, as countless purple sword shadows exploded in every direction. In the blink of an eye, ten million sword shadows pierced towards Kenyon.

Deep Truth of the Wind – The Wind Ripples!

Kenyon really can't block. In the blink of an eye, the protective battle-qi layer on his body exploded with 'BAM!' . Facing certain death, Kenyon retreated backwards at high speed in terror, but even so, he was still stabbed multiple times by Bloodviolet.

Kenyon landed on the edge of the dueling platform, his long robe completely wet with blood. He looks very pathetic.

Kenyon looked at Linley in shock and terror.

They are on a very different level. Linley definitely had the strength of a Saint-level pinnacle-stage expert!

A grand personal disciple of the War God, a Saint-level expert ... had been reduced to a terrifying margin with a single strike.

"Blummer!" When Linley turned to look at Blumer, he saw that Blumer, sensing that everything was going terribly wrong, immediately fled from the platform, heading towards the position of Monolithic Sword Saint, Haydson.

The only person standing on the platform was Linley, who looked like a ferocious demon who had descended from another plane of existence. The flexible sword Bloodviolet demon was still dripping blood.

Colosseum . 80,000 spectators. Really, a deadly silence!