A Man Like None Other And The Man Decree

“Indeed, this is Dragonslayer Sword.”

Jared gave an impassive smile, standing with his sword in hand. His body was surrounded by a spiritual energy that made him resemble an invincible warrior.

“No wonder you were able to defeat Tavon. It seems your magic sword played a significant role. However, the blade I hold is no ordinary weapon either!”

The spiritual energy within Octavion also began to surge, the long blade in his hand gleaming brilliantly. It was as if there were roaring flames dancing along it.

The battle was on the brink of erupting. Octavion moved like lightning, transforming into a streak of radiant light as he charged at Jared. His long sword, accompanied by the howling wind and blazing flames, mercilessly slashed toward Jared.

With a nimble twist, Jared brandished Dragonslayer Sword. The blade shimmered like a dragon, skillfully neutralizing Octavion’s attack. At the same time, the tip of the sword lightly tapped the ground. Leveraging on the rebound, Jared struck at Octavion’s vital organs.

The two of them engaged in a fierce battle, their swords clashing, creating a dazzling display of light. Each collision was accompanied by a thunderous roar, unleashing waves of energy. It was as if the surrounding space itself was being torn apart by this immense force.

Octavion’s swordsmanship was ruthless, while Jared’s Dragonslayer Sword was extraordinarily agile. Sometimes it seemed as though a green dragon was soaring through the heavens, at other times, it transformed into a dense rainfall of swords, leaving anyone watching spellbound.

As time wore on, the battle intensified. Both individuals pushed their speed and strength to the limit. Each clash was a heart-stopping spectacle.

Though Octavion had a higher cultivation level than Jared, he surprisingly found himself at a disadvantage against the piercing attacks of Dragonslayer Sword and Jared’s exceptional swordsmanship.

a moment of carelessness, was

Sword moved like a serpent striking out from its lair, piercing through Octavion’s defense at an impossible angle. The tip of the sword gently grazed Octavion’s shoulder, leaving behind

swiftly withdrew his sword, restoring the

“I’ve lost.”

cut left on his shoulder by the sword. There was no resentment in

your concession. Your strength is indeed impressive. If we weren’t just sparring to

ten thousand celestial crystals, tossing them

immense spiritual power they contained. A surge of quiet delight quickly filled his

have ten thousand celestial crystals. I have plenty of resources for cultivation

because he didn’t want Octavion to grasp the extent of

Clang!

the blade in Octavion’s hand

that remained was a blade hilt,

hand, Octavion fell into a long

“F*ck…”

curse word burst

really sorry, but your

Octavion felt