No 1 Supreme Warrior

The flaming birds were the condensation of Dale’s energy and transformed back to its original red-light state, diffusing into the surroundings when they were struck by Wesley’s sword. Wesley’s speed of casting out the attacks was lightning fast and even though Dale kept on replenishing the flaming birds with his true energy, there was still a big hole in the swarm.

Wesley shot through the hole when it was big enough for him to go through and instantly appeared in front of Dale. The corners of Dale’s lips went rigid, he did not expect that Wesley would be able to break through the swarm.

Wesley at all. Wesley scoffed and the three-foot sword in his hand cast out a dazzling silver light. The two mini stars orbiting around his sword, cracked and their light infused into the sword,

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even make Wesley bat his eyelid. He raised his sword again

light became one with the sword and cut down on the flaming bird’s barrier just when everyone was widening their

tearing pain in his shoulders and chest as the blood dyed his clothes red. He screamed painfully and was sent flying before landing on the ground with a heavy thud. All the spectators had their jaws already

aimed at Dale’s vital organs but was still imbued

across his left torso and the combined effect was a bloody X. His shirt was completely stained red and he looked extremely pitiful. However, it was not the

back in the storage space and alighted gently near Dale, who was lying on the ground. He looked down at Dale with a mocking and condescending expression, making Dale flush even redder in the face. Dale tried to stand