The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 86

The billowing sword light exuded an intense killing intent, and the surrounding Lawrence family members retreated as they were instinctively terrified.

One of the elders on the high platform abruptly stood, and he showed a surprised expression. “Ashton mastered the Raging Soul Swordsmanship until this level?”

Behind the veil, Jamie’s eyes flickered with nervousness, worry, suspicions, shock, fear, and such emotions. She tightly gripped on her armrest until her fingers went pale.

“Tut…” Omas raised his hand as he chortled.

Slap!

A ball of fire exploded on the Flame Sword, and the billowing sword light dispersed instantly.

Ashton only felt a strong force following his shoulder to his arm. Then, it shook his entire body until he went numb, and he watched as his Flame Sword escaped his hand.

“How’s that possible?!” Ashton roared in anger in his heart.

Not only him, the people around the arena, on the high platform, and behind the veil widened their eyes and mouth. They had never seen such a scene before.

”Didn’t you say you’ re great?”

When Omas’s voice came, Ashton also heard an ear-splitting sound.

The next second, a loud thud sounded, and Ashton‘s body flew out His right cheek was swollen, and there was also a bloody wound similar to his left cheek. He was instantly dumbfounded by the sudden pain on his cheeks. The Earth-Grade martial skill that he was proud of was easily defeated by his opponent’s willow stick.

”How is that possible?!”

as

to brag? Hurry up and admit defeat. You’re wasting my time! Do you know that!” Omas’s voice was louder than Ashton’s, and it

only that, he even took a step forward as he raised the willow stick in his hand, drawing it at Ashton’s

True Martial Realm

to block himself. Soon, a loud slap could be heard, and his

tore open. Then, Omas whipped at his back twice, and the blood trails on his back formed

b*stard!” Omas did not plan to let go of Ashton, and he continuously

everyone’s watchful eyes, Omas raised the willow stick and whipped at Ashton until his head was swollen. His face was so bloody and bruised that his handsome

Omas used his ability to mock him back. At that moment, Ashton could not accept such a colossal blow, and after a few more whips, he forgot to block himself. Soon, Ashton’s shirt was torn

present were stupefied by what they just witnessed, and they felt their

matter how they put it, Ashton used to be the Lawrence family’s best talent. Needless to say, Ashton’s skill and strength were

Omas only needed a willow stick to whip at Ashton. However, Ashton did not

Ashton was once again whipped by Omas and whirled on the ring like a top, Keith could not hold it any longer,

laughter. Next, he aimed the willow stick

Swoosh!

nailed on the wooden panel between Keith’s

verdant willow stick’ s fractured tip, and it

When he saw Omas raising his hand and wanting to slap at the dazed Ashton, Keith could

glared at Omas and shouted,

hear Keith’s word, Omas directly pushed away Keith and slapped Ashton. The slapping sound echoed in the air. Soon, one could see Ashton spat out a mouthful of blood and teeth as he flew out like a long javelin. Finally, he fell outside

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