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

members below the area who were

those Lawrence family seniors sitting on

of the elders had great impressions of Nathalia due to

that was the final, and they still thought

also felt

Lawrence after all, and Nathalia only had a marriage contract with George, so he could

arena, Ashton

want to waste my time, then just admit

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

Thud!

spear was nailed to the

the spectators also

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

“Isn’t that slightly crazy?”

is he trying

they

through the

murmured, “What’s he trying to do?! Is

weak and begging me to have mercy on you?” Ashton snorted, “However, you’re

won’t show mercy to

Nathalia smiled.

I think you’re

to go

went silent at first, and then

I hear

“He’s provoking Ashton!”

is actually

they have a grudge against

a look of surprise flashing in the

more arrogant and boastful than when he faced

them instantly figured out

distinction of what he loves and hates! I love his personality!” Behind

there was only worry in

might not be able

not to use

slapped on the armrest of his

himself! Such a person will

Keith hoped that Ashton could teach Nathalia

“Alright.

slowly drew his Flame Sword, “So what if you know inscription skill?

Swoosh!

long sword created billowing heat waves as

stab made everyone

heatwave raged around, the Lawrence family members sitting closest to the ring felt their skin burning in

narrowed his eyes and looked at Ashton, and