The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 589

After listening to Xander’s words, the image of a young man gritting his teeth, desperately trying his best to cultivate every day, appeared in everyone’s mind.

“There‘s a sense of injustice in my heart.”

Omar used his behavior to interpret the sentence.

The ice crystal fog gradually dissipated on the ring, and Omar still stood on the edge of the arena.

As long as he took a step back, he would fall off the ring.

However, Omar‘s figure was still as he held the Blade of Wind with a faint smile.

Even if his clothes were torn apart, even if his body was covered in blood, Omar gave others a feeling of an invincible stalwart.

In the direction where the sword’s edge pointed, the ground cracked open as if it was dissected by some sharp blade at once, forming a split of more than dozens of meters.

At the end of the crack, Trevor fell to the ground, staring blankly ahead.

His pair of sharp claws were still on his arms, but there was blood oozing out of the gaps between them.

Omar’s slash just now caused him a severe injury.

Winston’s face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and the surrounding stands were also instantly quiet.

Omar’s attack turned the table?

In everyone’s hearts, such an incredible thought appeared.

“He… Won?” Maya murmured, but she got no response from anyone.

She looked around and found that everyone stared at the arena without blinking.

There were two people in the ring, no one fell off, and no one admitted defeat.

Hence, there was no way to judge the winner or the loser.

However, from Trevor’s increasingly displeased face, everyone could vaguely sense that he had a nervous breakdown.

After all, he possessed a strength that far exceeded the same level, and he could even easily surpass the disciples of the higher level.

with the victory in hand at that time, Trevor was knocked away by a disciple in

his mood

flooded into Trevor‘s

escape the eyes

faces of the Blue Feather Sect disciples turned pale,

the shouts of the other four sects became louder and

a cultivator to

collapsed, and he could not recover for a

had

Stars Sect disciple just needs to

didn’t expect that the Heavenly Stars Sect could even

four games, they’re

one would have imagined before the

a lot of

also stared

and we’ll have a

“Good job, Omar!”

Omar to end

even take a step

moving?” Edda asked curiously

“It’s not that he’s not moving, he

Edda looked at him,

incredible commotion came from the surrounding stands, which

the Blade of Wind, but he tilted

the arena, Heavenly Stars Sect lost

was too sudden, and it was difficult

Caspian shook his head.

“Exhaustion of spiritual Qi.

opened his eyes just now, he probably passed

the others already rushed toward the

he just used too much spiritual

making sure that there was

broken ribs, the kind of injury was only a piece

a pity as they were only one step

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