The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

When she said the last few words, George felt guilty.

Nevertheles, Lucy looked at George in suspicion.

“What are you looking at?! The final match is about to start!” Jessia hurriedly shouted as her face flushed.

After staring at George for some time, Lucy suddenly puffed out in laughter.

Then, she quickly said, “Sure, Lady George.

Let’s just watch the match.”

At the same time, the elder announced that the short break was over, and it was now time for the final match to start.

Nathalia and Ashton each walked into the ring from their corners.

The crowd below were all discussing among themselves.

“Who do you think will win today?”

“Even though Yolanda’s performance is really impressive today, I think Ashton has a higher chance of winning.”

“I agree with you too.”

“Ashton already mastered an Earth Grade martial skill.

Initially, that’s only reserved for those who reached the level of an elder.

Moreover, it also depends on one’s talent to learn it.”

“Just look at the Flame Sword that Ashton’s holding.

That’s an engraved sixth-grade weapon.

It could be said to be the peak of a middle-rank sharp weapon.

Compared to Yolanda’s third-grade Silver Scales Spear… I’m afraid that it’ll break in half instantly.”

“Moreover, Ashton’s realm is more outstanding.

He’s only sixteen, but he has reached the fifth stage of the True Martial Realm, whereas Yolanda is only a fourth-stage warrior.

Thus, Yolanda isn’t a match for him after all.”

Although some of the spectators were emotionally inclined to Bolot, they still had to admit that whether it was their realms or weapons.

Ashton had the upper hand.

Instead, most of them thought that if Nathalia could last Ashton’s three attacks, that would be great.

If he could hold on to five moves, then his performance would be extraordinary.

Ashton’s opponents managed to last

members below the area who were in

family seniors sitting

elders had great impressions of Nathalia due to his

the final, and they

also felt that Ashton’s strength

Lawrence after all, and Nathalia only had a

the arena, Ashton cast a cold glance

to waste my

even spare him a glance, and just like he did before, Nathalia held the Silver Scales Spear with its blade facing to

Thud!

was nailed

instantly frowned, and the spectators also turned to look at one

he for real? His opponent is Ashton, and he’s still not

“Isn’t that slightly crazy?”

he trying

quietened, but they

the veil, showed a puzzled

he trying to do?! Is he

you admitting you’re weak and begging me to have mercy

to any of my

Nathalia smiled.

think

don’t need any weapons to

silent at first, and then

Did I hear

“He’s provoking Ashton!”

actually

have a grudge

was a look of surprise flashing

arrogant and boastful than when he faced

them instantly figured

has a great distinction of what he loves and hates! I love his personality!” Behind the veil, Lucy excitedly clapped her tiny hands, and

was only worry in George’s

might not be able to

choose not to use his weapon and provoke him

as he slapped on the armrest of his seat Then, he shouted, “He only had some success, and he’s

Such a person will have limited success

Ashton could teach Nathalia a harsh lesson to vent

“Alright.

drew his Flame Sword, “So what if you know inscription skill? An immature genius

Swoosh!

long sword created billowing heat waves as he aimed

stab made everyone stop

the ring felt their skin burning in pain and heat,

eyes and looked at Ashton, and he still showed a mocking