The audience heard that familiar dull explosion as a figure came hurtling out of the center of the energy surge. The figure slammed against the activated energy barrier of the battle platform with an audible whump.

The figure was, in fact, Wesley, and the protective barrier managed to stop him from flying out of the arena.

Wesley, who was once insufferably arrogant, was rendered to such a pathetic state-he looked like he had just struggled out of the quagmire. He slid down the energy barrier and fell onto the ground with a loud thud. Dust flew all over the place as Wesley slumped to the ground with his four limbs up in the air. His clothes were torn into rags.

the previous attack, Wesley’s Seven Stars Meteor Cloud was no match for the Destroying the Void. After the Destroying the Void, which formed three soul swords, defeated the Seven Stars Meteor Cloud, the remnants of

all, the Destroying the Void was

himself against a soul-attribute attack. He could not endure the attack, even though he knew

fell into silence. The remaining energy quickly dispersed without the support of the relevant parties. After the light disappeared, Jack emerged before the crowd, albeit In a

silver sword beams left multiple slices on Jack’s clothes in their wake. His face was pale as paper as cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead. He had a deep frown on his face as the corners of his mouth slightly trembled. Despite standing upright, everyone could see that he had his fair share of struggles, though he seemed to fare better than Wesley, who fell straight to the ground

couldn’t defeat Jack, even when they both executed their

results. Where did this guy come from? I heard that he doesn’t have any background. If no one’s backing him up, where did this strong martial skill

prattles instantly

not feeling well. Although his clothes had several cuts on them, his pale expression was not due to the Seven Stars Meteor Cloud. Instead, it was because his spirit energy had been dried out-hurt, even-as he forcefully merged the three soul swords. However, a wound on his soul of such degree was

mouth, to announce the end of this wager battle. Before he had the chance to speak, however, Jack moved as a small amount of true energy agitated in his body. Even though he forcefully merged the three soul swords and this caused his

from him, within a breath. Ambrose

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