The phantom moved with incredible speed. Wherever it passed, the ground froze, and the air seemed to solidify. Within a ten-yard radius, everything felt trapped in a unique space where objects appeared frozen.George suddenly felt a chill and a sense of impending danger. He didn't dare to be reckless and immediately gathered all his energy to punch the phantom.His punch struck out with the force of thunder, which was incredibly fast. As soon as his fist struck out, a red fist shadow as hot as a flame shot out and hit the phantom.Contrary to George's expectations, the red fist shadow didn't hit the phantom. Instead, it passed through without resistance, as if hitting thin air."Huh?" His eyes widened in surprise. He had never encountered such a strange technique that could disregard his energy. What on earth was that phantom?George shook his shoulders, and his muscles tensed instantly. A red glow enveloped his tanned skin and formed a protective layer.With his physical strengt
"What the hell happened to George? He was defeated by the phantom without putting up a fight. What a disgrace!" Bill scowled at the battered George in the battle ring.Everyone said George was strong and had incredible physical power. Yet, he couldn't even handle a weak martial artist from Dragonmarsh. What a joke!"There's something off about that Dragonmarsh martial artist," Jeremiah said earnestly.He continued, "His attacks are extraordinary. They bypass physical defenses and protective barriers to strike the target's soul. Unfortunately, that is Mr. Burroughs' weak spot."They had expected George to win easily, but he met his nemesis, and the situation looked grim."Soul-targeting attacks? Isn't that similar to vampires' mind control?" Bill said indifferently.He went on, "It may seem impressive, but it's only effective against those with weak mental strength. It's useless against a strong opponent."The problem is George's mental strength is so weak that he's even worse of
Jermaine was dead. His death caught everyone off guard, especially since they were confident he would win when he used the Phantom Reaper technique. After all, the technique was a long-lost secret technique that was renowned two centuries ago. It was said to be unbeatable against opponents of the same level and capable of killing those beyond one's rank.The Phantom Reaper technique could bypass physical defenses and protective barriers to deliver a deadly blow straight at the target's soul. Hence, it was impossible to withstand this attack without solid mental strength.At first, everything went as expected. After Jermaine unleashed the Phantom Reaper technique, he completely dominated the fight without allowing George to counterattack.But no one anticipated what happened next. One moment, Jermaine was confident and in control. The next, he was pierced through the heart and died on the spot.The entire sequence of events happened so quickly that the spectators could barely proc
The spectators erupted into chaos at the sight before them. They never expected George to be so ruthless.Despite winning the match, he proceeded to stomp on Jermaine's head. This act was not only brutal but also showed a complete disregard for humanity."Damn it! This Giant is out of control! He didn't even leave Jermaine's body intact. This is unacceptable.""I can't stand this. If Jermaine hadn't held back, this Giant would be dead already. How dare he flaunt his arrogance?""His ruthless behavior will catch up to him eventually."The spectators' anger boiled over as they shouted curses at George.Life and death were accepted as part of the match in the battle ring. Generally, everyone accepted that outcome without much protest.However, the martial world valued leaving room for future encounters. If there was no deep-seated grudge, it was considered appropriate to determine the victor without resorting to complete annihilation.George had killed Jermaine to win the match, a
Contestant number four, Titus McAllister, was a burly figure in a black tank top. His muscles were like chiseled stone. A vicious scar ran from the corner of his eye to his mouth. It added a menacing edge to his imposing presence.On the other side, contestant number 29 was a strikingly handsome young man named Aldrian Lockwood. He appeared to be in his 20s, with long flowing hair and an azure steel sword in his hand. He looked suave and sophisticated, like a leading man from a classic romance.As Aldrian made his entrance, many female spectators erupted into cheers. His popularity was evident from their enthusiastic reaction. He greeted each cheer with a smile, signing autographs and posing for photos. His presence felt more like a celebrity at a fan meeting than a contestant in the ring.Titus said nothing. He watched Aldrian with a calm, unflinching gaze.After a while, Oron grew impatient. He stopped Aldrian's endless fan interactions and called for the match to begin.The m
Titus didn't finish off Aldrian after knocking him out. Instead, he stepped back and looked at Oron.Oron nodded and quickly announced the match's result.The spectators erupted into applause. They had watched the fight closely and saw that Aldrian's arrogance had led to his defeat.Instead of focusing on the fight, he flirted with his fans, which left him vulnerable. So, Titus seized the opportunity with relentless aggression.With their skills evenly matched, gaining the upper hand increased the chances of winning. Titus' approach was fierce and relentless. He focused solely on delivering powerful punches without worrying about defense, energy consumption, or flashy moves.Aldrian was forced to retreat and couldn't find any opportunity to counterattack. By the time he realized his dire situation and tried to use his ultimate move despite his injuries, it was already too late to turn the tide.At that point, he lacked the momentum and fighting spirit. Although he managed to exec
"Cut the crap. If you've got guts, come at me." Dustin raised one hand and made a challenging gesture."You've got a death wish, kid!" Bill's anger flared instantly.Just as he was about to attack, he recalled something and stopped. He glanced at Oron warily and forcefully restrained his rage. In a fit of impulsiveness earlier, Bill had been blasted nearly to death by Oron's Stormcraft. Although he was now in the battle ring, Oron hadn't signaled the start of the match. If Bill acted rashly, it would only allow Oron a reason to intervene. He knew better than to mess with Oron again."What's the matter? Afraid to make a move? Is that all you've got?" Dustin scoffed."You—" Bill bared his fangs, and his chest heaved with fury. He was visibly furious and resolved to torture Dustin once the match began."Are you ready?" Oron looked at them with a blank expression."I'm ready," Dustin replied with a nod."Ready," Bill snarled, glaring fiercely at Dustin."Good. The eighth match
"Kid, I'm going to turn you into a puddle of blood." After the Crimson Skullhead devoured Dustin, Bill's triumphant laughter echoed through the venue. It filled the air with a chilling, lingering sound."Alicia, will Dr. Rhys be okay?" Aurora's face was tense with worry.Vampires' abilities were mysterious and fearsome, especially their scarlet mist that could corrode human flesh. It was deadlier than any divine weapon. Without strong cultivation, it was nearly impossible to fend off."Calm down. Let's see how this plays out. I don't think he'll go down that easily." Alicia frowned, and her expression turned grim. Despite her words, her tightly clenched fists betrayed her anxiety.Grace observed the anxious Marshall sisters with a smile and chose not to comment. Considering Dustin's strength, she believed that even someone like Bill or a vampire of earl status couldn't challenge him.On the other side, Dalen looked at the anxious Wesley sisters beside him with a faint smile. He li