Yegor clenched his fists and said, “This is unfair.

Both of them are at the Eighth Xaeclon Rank, but are teaming up against someone at the Fifth Xaeclon Rank? Do they not have any honor?” Just as he was about to intervene, Herodias stopped him.

“What are you doing?” Yegor's face darkened.

Meanwhile, Yared crossed his arms and commented excitedly, “ These two old men haven’t had a good and enjoyable fight fora long time.

They should experience it themselves, or else they’d think I’m exaggerating.” Surprised, Yegor asked, “Did you do this on purpose?” Yared replied with a grin, “You fail to grasp the situation.

If I were to tell them this youngster defeated me, they’d surely mock me and think they’re better than me.

Wouldn’t that be a blow to my reputation? “Let them join forces against him and personally experience the might of Yianni’s Marciais Soul.

“But there’s no need to fret.

It’s for his benefit.

Through this battle, he’ll gain insight, and his future path will become smoother.

After hearing Yared’s words, he felt a twinge of anxiety.

However, he understood it was best not to intervene in the battle.

Concurrently, James continued fighting against the two old men.

His Terrastride Step and Dawnblade Form seamlessly complemented each other.

With the addition of his Chaos Yin- Yang Eyes and Marciais Power, the two old men were unable to use their Supernatural Powers effectively.

their moves, preemptively countering

felt a growing sense of helplessness, and the escalating anxiety compounded

powerhouses, victory could be decided with just

any lapse in focus can lead to

case

falter was the

unleash his Supernatural Power, the Eternal Blade Formation, James’ Chaos Yin -Yang Eyes

to get close and swung hundreds of thousands

old man crashed into the mountain with

Yegor, Herodias, and Yared immediately took off

chubby old man stood up from the ruins,

countless illusionary palms unleashed

would have been obliterated and his soul was obliterated by the Marciais

injured and

the Supernatural Power he had inherited from Yianni to command his clones, dealing a lethal

clones charged at him, the tall old man knew it was impossible to

and he crashed into

coughed

clutched his chest

void, his crimson hair dancing in the wind as he slowly

he looked like a sinister

“Are you the Demon, Morgott?!!”

can access this

upon the

his injuries, he coughed up a mouthful

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