Chapter 1060: Chapter 326: Profession Card [Three-headed Dragon Bahamut (Incomplete)]_2 Chapter 1060: Chapter 326: Profession Card [Three-headed Dragon Bahamut (Incomplete)]_2 Glyph Imaging, spellcasting thods, charge ti, spell range, attack characteristics… all these pieces of intelligence are already fully clear.
Prediction and interruption of Spellcasting requires all these bases.
Once exposed, Leonard Churchill would absolutely not give his opponent a second chance to cast again.
Before Tracy Garcia could react, Leonard Churchill, who had blinked forward a hundred ters, had already punched him in his dragon scales.
“Ground Roar” is a Calamity Divine Skill driven by gravitational force.
Leonard Churchill had previously received guidance from Aragon, and his comprehension of the “Celestial Godfall,” one of the Fifty-two Demon God’s Mysterious Techniques, had already significantly improved.
On his panel, the mastery level of this Demon God’s Mysterious Technique had risen from the initial Lv1 to the current Lv3.
What’s most important is that Aragon, in order to repay the salvation he received, taught the secrets of the technique that Frederick had passed down for thousands of years, without any reservation.
It included a massive amount of law-level understanding and tactics for dealing with various professionals.
This allowed Leonard Churchill’s “Ground Roar” divine skill to skyrocket in power several-fold.
Gravitational force was the gunpowder, Ground Roar was the warhead, Overlord Fist was the barrel rifling.
When this punch was thrown, the air itself began to twist.
The point of impact beca the center, as though a punch had landed on a mirror, “crack,” “crack,” even the Void began to show cracks.
“Boom!”
Salo couldn’t dodge in ti and could only watch as the fist hamred into a blind spot at the base of his dragon neck.
Even though he hardened his muscles, the bizarre gravitational force on the fist still poured into him.
It was like a blade fragnt, shattering inside his body, causing an intense pain that radiated explosively from the point of impact.
The Demon God’s Secret Skill had a higher quality tier than divine skills and could also greatly bridge the gap created by tier-based law pressure.
Moreover, the effect range of “Celestial Godfall” wasn’t limited to dragon scales, but included everything within its radius.
Leonard Churchill’s fist strength tore through the dragon scales, tearing flesh and bringing imnse damage to internal organs.
Salo endured the strike with a muffled grunt.
Fortunately, the Great Dragon’s overall body was tough enough to avoid serious damage from the punch.
But at this mont, the Black Dragon Prince ca to realize that his opponent truly possessed the ans to kill him!
Wounded, he swiftly turned his Red Dragon head and sprayed fla Dragon’s breath…
However, Leonard Churchill’s figure was already nowhere to be seen.
Before Salo could react, he felt a stabbing pain at his waist, followed by his left side, right side, back…
Previous probing attacks had allowed Leonard Churchill to beco thoroughly familiar with the various Martial Skills and combat habits of this Red Dragon Prince.
At this mont, he went all out.
His figure flickered like a wraith, constantly blinking around Salo’s massive dragon body, landing punch after punch.
His montum rose higher and higher, fighting fiercely and freely.
On the other side, Salo’s expression grew more and more unsightly.
From this mont, he began to realize he might… not be able to win.
…
Outside the Duel Field.
The group from the Southern Continent was left dumbstruck.
A battle they thought was over had taken such an unexpected turn.
The man they believed to be dead was actually fighting back with several tis his previous combat power.
Things like the Tyrant Gold Body, far-fetched healing capabilities, and exaggerated Curse Power…
The quality tier of these secret skills, they had only suspected before.
It wasn’t until Leonard Churchill started using “Celestial Godfall,” the Demon God’s Mysterious Technique widely known throughout the Southern Continent, that they started to realize sothing was amiss.
This guy commanded more than one of the Fifty-two Demonic God Mystic Arts.
And it wasn’t just a superficial command.
This level of mastery, he wasn’t just dabbling – he was an expert!
The confidence to challenge Salo, one of the Royal Academy’s top graduates, despite being down an entire Great Rank, originated from here.
Princess Betty, upon seeing this, knitted her brows, “This guy has been hiding these techniques… what exactly is his Professional Sequence?”
Demon God’s Mysterious Techniques aren’t sothing you can just learn – they require imnse talent and alignnt with one’s profession.
Otherwise, if the Demon God’s Secret Skills stored in the treasure vaults of the Southern Continent’s three major Royal Families were so easy to learn, every mber of the Royal Family would know them.
And now, Betty also understood that this guy was most likely the East Wilderness spy who rescued Aragon from Plague Marsh, leading to the complete destruction of Thorny Snake Corps.
What’s frightening is that he knew he would be hunted, but still boldly started his sche from the ti he was in Lant Valley Camp.
Waiting for their Trial Group.
Then he followed them.
Watched them.
“Truly a crazy and difficult opponent…”
With that thought, Betty turned her gaze briefly towards Tracy Garcia and the others, a realization dawning in her mind.
…
As Leonard Churchill had declared at the start of the duel.
In the opening quarter of an hour, the odds were two to eight.
If he didn’t die, it would be an even five to five.
The battle had reached this stage.
Inside the Duel Field, both sides went full force, clashing with various techniques.
Leonard Churchill’s montum had already reached a peak, dodging attacks with agile movents and bombarding his opponent with that divine Fist thod.
He appeared to have taken complete control of the battle.
But usually, Salo still held a high chance of winning.
After all, with a Great Rank difference, the defensive capability of the Great Dragon’s body ant he was unlikely to be killed in a short ti.
Dragon’s breath and imnse strength could deal fatal damage to the opponent.
Thus, he could take a hundred punches and still fight, whereas a single punch could critically injure his opponent.
The fight turned into a battle of attrition.
Even in a battle of attrition, Dragon Descendants’ Curse Power was more advantageous than humans’.
The spectators from the Southern Continent shared this view.
Yet, as ti marched on, their thoughts grew more pessimistic.
They bet on Leonard Churchill making a mistake.
But peculiarly, there was not a single mistake.
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