The wasted prince

Chapter 49's

Srak... Jombuere disappeared from the face of Itakashi and appeared from the right side. Trangs... Itakashi endured a devastating attack.

Itakashi was forced to retreat and was cornered, as Jombuere had already lost control. It became brutal.

"As if I should do it" Itakashi began to close his eyes. The orange-colored silhouette began to bandage his body. His pupils began to turn into dragon pupils.

The energy within flowed profusely within Itakashi's body. The sword he was holding brought out extremely sharp thorns. Where the thorns can tear the human body.

"The secret technique he had used" muttered Jombuere who immediately sat down. With eyes closed and a sword in front of him.

The surrounding temperature that had been warm turned cold. Wind after wind started popping up around Jombuere.

Bluf. bluf. Inside the clothes of Jombuere, there was a very thin and light armor. But it has such great endurance.

The sword that was floating in front of him started to turn long and had three eyes.

After finishing the meditation Jombuere woke up and looked at his opponent who was ready with his weapon.

Before fighting back the two smiled sinisterly.

Blar. It's like a fire explosion but it's not a fire. The energy destroyed the dome that Ominous had built.

"Cih" Ominous screeched. He began to touch the base to form a level two dome. Where the durability of the level two dome is greater.

Back to-fight. The two fighters started to attack blindly. Not thinking about their fate.

The weapons started to collide resulting in a violent explosion. The sound of booms continued to be heard breaking the eardrum.

Sweat began to wet the clothes of the two fighters. "I won't give up" Jombuere said as he bit his lip. Itakashi's kekutan is so great.

Jombuere did not stand properly. Itakashi had already appeared in front of him and kicked Jombuere's face until it was thrown away.

"Well, it's Itakashi!" cheers and applause sounded so boisterously. Jombuere is directly handled.

"Alright for the next time we call Nian Wang" Nian Wang immediately moved quickly.

"And his opponent Ikanari" the figure of a woman who had red colored hair walked gracefully. In his hands were dozens of needles containing the lowest level of poison.

"Alright, the match starts" the ominous who did not want to linger immediately started the match. With an extremely fast hand movement dozens of needles moved between the wind towards Nian Wang.

Tink. tink. The long-range attack successfully injured Nian Wang.

Nian Wang fought using a sword that had become an heirloom weapon. "It's my turn" Nian Wang disappeared from Ikanari's sight and appeared on the left side.

Bukh. Bruck... Nian Wang slammed in easily.

"Don't be too rashly handsome" said Ikanari, smiling cynically.

Nian Wang could only swallow his saliva. He started bankit again and started attacking Ikanari, but this time with peace of mind.

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