Bob was clearly angry. He charged straight at Albert, swung the big knife in his hand and slashed at Albert. Immediately, Albert displayed his speed movement technique and dodged to the left. Then he picked up the iron rod and smashed it towards Bob's chest. Only then did Bob react, but it was too late to draw back his knife to block his chest. So he immediately gathered his soul power to protect his chest.
Bob thought to himself that after all, Albert didn't have soul power, so his attack power was limited. As long as he used his soul power to defend against it, it would be his turn to counterattack next, and he would surely make Albert pay the price.
While Bob was thinking like this, the shadows of the rod came at his chest like lightning.
Bang! Severe pain came from Bob's chest. At that moment, Bob felt that the soul power condensed on his chest was scattered like cotton, and a sharp pain came from his chest. Before he could think, his body flew out of the arena and he passed out.
At this time, the students outside the arena were silent. They stared at Bob who had flown out of the arena and felt incredulous.
"What's going on?"
"Shouldn't it be Albert who flew out?" "What just happened?"Albert stood on the martial arts arena. The sunlight shone on him, as if covering him with a layer of golden light. He stood tall and straight. The gentle breeze blew slightly, making his hair flutter a little. The iron rod in his hand hung casually by his side, and there was a faint smile on his lips.
At this time, everyone on the stands had shocked expressions on their faces. "What is Bob doing? Is this a fake match?"
David said faintly, "He probably underestimated the other side and was knocked off the stage before he could even use his soul power." This Bob is so useless. Rosalie shook her head.Kelly looked at Albert on the stage, and her expression became a bit dazed for a moment. It was as if she saw that talented young man from the beginning. He had a smile on his face while making fun of her for not having standard soul skills.
Kelly said softly, "Albert should win the next match, and maybe even the next two matches."
As soon as she said this, it caused an uproar among those around her. David got a bit angry and quickly said, "Kelly, he won't win." Mentor Hill on the stands praised with a smile, "Albert is really talented in soul skills. It would be better if he had soul power." Lamb said, "It's useless to say anything."Compared to the disbelieving expressions on Class One's side, Simon immediately shouted happily, "Albert, you're so awesome!"
Hearing the shouts from Class One, Henry's face immediately turned ugly and he said, "Carl, you go for this round. Be careful." Carl was a bit thin, and there was a sinister look in his eyes. He took a look at Albert Martin, walked towards the weapon rack, picked up an iron sword, and walked into the arena. Lamb looked a bit unhappy and directly announced, "The second match, begin!"The atmosphere in the arena was tense and solemn. Albert and Carl stood facing each other, and the air between them seemed to tremble slightly because of the upcoming fierce battle.
Carl's eyes were burning with passion. The fire-element soul power surged within him, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be surrounded by raging fire. He moved his body and rushed out without hesitation, like a burning flame. On the tip of the sword, the red soul power fluttered, just like a raging fire.
"Swish! Swish!" Streaks of red sword shadows, like burning snakes, directly enveloped the place where Albert was. Wherever the sword shadows passed, the air was distorted by the heat.
Albert had a calm expression. He felt the powerful might of Carl's attack. But he wasn't afraid. The water-element soul power in his body began to flow slowly. He held the iron rod tightly in his hand and stared intently at the red sword shadows that were surging like a tide.
When the red sword shadows approached, Albert quickly waved the weapon in his hand. The water-element soul power formed a transparent water curtain in front of him. The sword shadows hit the water curtain, making a "sizzling" sound, and water vapor rose up.
Seeing that his attack was blocked, Carl let out an angry shout and waved his long sword again. The fire-element soul power became even more turbulent, and the sword shadows became denser and more fierce.
Albert calmly dealt with it. He continuously mobilized the water-element soul power to strengthen the defense of the water curtain. At the same time, he began to look for flaws in Carl's attacks.
After Carl's fierce round of attacks, his movements slightly paused for a moment. Albert immediately seized this opportunity and flashed out like lightning. He waved the iron rod in his hand, and the water-element soul power turned into a sharp water arrow and shot straight at Carl.
Carl was shocked and quickly waved his sword to block it. But the water arrow was so fast that it instantly broke through his defense.
Albert took advantage of the situation and pursued. The water-element soul power continuously gushed out. He displayed a set of water-element skills, and water vapor filled the surrounding air. Streaks of water blades flew towards Carl like dancing butterflies.
Carl struggled to resist, but under Albert's continuous attacks, he gradually fell into a difficult situation. His fire-element power began to become disordered.
Finally, Albert performed a Water Dragon Art. A huge water dragon roared out and rushed towards Carl with powerful force.
Carl couldn't resist this powerful attack. He was hit by the water dragon, flew backwards out of the arena, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
On the martial arts arena, the water vapor gradually dissipated, and Albert's figure looked particularly tall and straight under the sunlight.
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Chapter 1227
Albert instinctively stretched out his palm and seized the streak of saber light firmly in his grasp.At that moment, the golden staff shadow pierced through the void toward him.Torrents of surging power erupted from Albert’s body, wrapping around the saber in his hand as it crashed headlong into the staff’s shadow.A sharp, ringing clang of metal exploded outward, whipping up towering waves across the vast lake far below.To Albert’s immense delight, the blade in his hand did not shatter this time.For the first time, the Ancestor’s dragon-coiled golden staff, famed for smashing treasure artifacts, failed to work its destructive magic.Albert leaped backward and stared in awe at the blade in his grip. Could this be… his reforged Golden Jade Saber?The saber retained its traditional straight-bladed shape, yet its body was far more elongated than before. Golden light swirled around the hilt, inlaid with patterns resembling dragon scales.Sharp golden speckles dotted the blade’s surfac
Chapter 1226
Dennis beside him asked in confusion, Father, why does the Ancestor look nothing like his portraits?The others quickly nodded in agreement. The Ancestor was the undisputed legend of the entire Supreme Martin Clan, so everyone was endlessly curious about him.Thomas replied, This is not the Ancestor’s true physical form.Cyrus pressed, A clone, then?Thomas spoke slowly, Not exactly a clone… This is merely a wisp of consciousness the Ancestor left behind when he forged the Demon Abyss all those years ago.A wisp of consciousness? Shock washed over the group. Could a mere fragment of thought persist for so many centuries?This is no ordinary strand of consciousness. The Ancestor shaped it by drawing a fragment of his own past self. You may view the figure before us as the Ancestor in his Divine Realm era.He is utterly authentic and virtually indestructible—no being under heaven can erase the consciousness of a Supreme.A simple wisp of thought deemed unkillable? The crowd sat stunned
Chapter 1225
Dennis let out a sigh and smiled wistfully. This scene takes me back to when Third Brother led the First Courtyard Legion to clear the Demon Abyss all those years ago.Cyrus smiled as well. This boy Albert has quite the lofty spirit, insisting on tackling the seventy-second floor right now. It’s plain to see he’s aiming straight to outdo his father.The other manor lords could not help but chuckle. Albert’s motive was far too obvious, and the sight of a son striving to surpass his own father carried a hint of amusement.A faint smile flickered in Thomas’s eyes. I wonder what expression Andrew will wear if he returns to find every one of his old records broken by his son.The group laughed in agreement. It was rare to hear Thomas crack such a dry jest, so they were quick to play along.Walden, Manor Lord of the Fourth Courtyard, spoke up. When Lord Andrew challenged the seventy-second floor, he faced a Four-Star Divine Realm Dragon—that stood as the pinnacle hardship any legion had eve
Chapter 1224
After speaking, his gaze suddenly lingered on Dale, for he noticed the soul force rippling off the latter’s body felt far purer and fiercer than before.Elder Brother, you’ve…Isabel cut in beside him, a hint of envy in her tone. His soul has evolved; he’s now Pseudo Nine-Star.Dale scratched his head with a sheepish grin. I have Third Brother’s gift of the Void Heavenly Dew to thank. Without it, my soul evolution would’ve taken ages more to build up enough momentum.Truth be told, it was almost wasted on me. I’ve never been one to pick fights with others—it would’ve suited Isabel far better. He stole a quick glance at Isabel as he said this.Isabel let out a soft huff. As if I’d care for it.Albert smiled. No worries. I’ll hunt down far finer treasures for Elder Sister later on.Isabel’s face lit up instantly. Only little brother knows how to look out for me.She bore no real resentment. She well understood that Void Heavenly Dew yielded its greatest potency during soul evolution. Th
Chapter 1223
The black dragon roared, snapping open its fanged maw wide. A surging stream of black dragon breath, steeped in corrosive might, blasted straight toward the fiend chieftain.The fiend chieftain let out a shrill shriek. Two ten-thousand-meter dark beams shot forth from its giant eyes, blazing with searing heat that warped the void itself.The two terrifying forces collided, shattering the space between them endlessly.In the end, the fiend chieftain still gained the upper hand; the black dragon breath dissolved steadily wherever the dark beams swept.Faint sighs seemed to echo through the void, coming from high-ranking elders of the Supreme Martin Clan who were watching Albert’s battle closely.From what they could see, this Upper Three-Star Divine Realm fiend chieftain was an immensely formidable roadblock.If Albert failed to break past its blockade, reaching the seventy-second and final floor would be all but impossible.Just as they lamented this turn, a faint sword hum suddenly ra
Chapter 1222
Within the billowing dust, a colossal shape loomed indistinctly. As the haze slowly settled, a towering figure hundreds of meters tall stood firm between heaven and earth.It was the chieftain of the Demon Fiends, bearing eight massive arms. Countless ancient, arcane runes were etched across its enormous frame, shimmering with eerie, shifting luminescence.This fiend chieftain possessed terrifying brute strength. With every exhale and inhale, it spewed raging energy tempests that rampaged and laid waste across the mountain valleys, acting as if it were a behemoth of annihilation.Far off, the eight thousand soldiers of the First Courtyard Legion watched the fiend chieftain with stern, resolute expressions. After weeks of grueling trials, every troop member’s power had surged dramatically. Their essence, energy, and spirit had been forged to peak perfection, bolstered by unshakable faith forged from streak after streak of victories.Under Albert’s leadership, they had fought their way
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