Chapter 669: Chapter 669: The Young Man in White Takes Action
"Number 32."
Wyatt Barnes answered.
The middle-aged man nodded, quickly glanced around, and called out, "Where is the holder of the number 31 token?"
With the middle-aged man’s words, there was a stir in the lower-seat audience.
"Is there soone who didn’t show up?"
"Even if you lose, there’s no harm in coming up."
"Right! And this number 32 is so young, maybe he’s an ’easy target’."
...
Many in the audience discussed animatedly.
Whoosh!
At this mont, a young man dressed in a staff uniform from the prison arena flew by, and in a blink of an eye, he ca to the side of the middle-aged man.
"Sir, a young talent from the Blackstone Empire left temporarily... a representative of the Blackstone Empire drew a number token on his behalf. It’s ’number 31’."
The young man explained the situation.
The middle-aged man nodded in understanding and turned to Wyatt Barnes, "Number 32, since the holder of the number 31 token isn’t present, you will advance by default."
Having prepared for this, Wyatt Barnes wasn’t surprised and imdiately took off.
Now, the audience in the lower seats finally understood what was going on.
"So, it’s like this!"
"This young man is really lucky."
"Indeed...otherwise, with his age, he might have been eliminated in the first round. Now, he directly advances by default."
...
Many in the audience comnted.
In their words, they didn’t believe Wyatt Barnes was particularly strong. They just thought Wyatt Barnes was incredibly lucky.
As Wyatt Barnes left, the young man in white spoke again, "Let the martial contest begin!"
Imdiately, the other eighteen young talents started their fierce battles.
So conceded, while others fought fiercely:
"Brother Barnes has advanced by default? He’s really lucky."
In the VIP seating area, Winnie Roro’s lovely face was full of surprise.
"Miss, Brother Barnes was not necessarily just lucky."
Elder Kane shook his head.
As an inscriptionist himself, he naturally knew of Wyatt Barnes’s impressive control over ntal power and vaguely guessed that all of this was intentional on Wyatt Barnes’s part.
"Huh?"
Winnie Roro looked at Elder Kane with confusion on her face.
"Miss, don’t forget...Elder Brother Ling Tian is also an excellent ’inscriptionist’. As an outstanding inscriptionist, he can easily use his ntal power to see through those number tokens ’secrets’ and select the token he wants."
Elder Kane explained slowly.
"Grandpa Kane, you an...Brother Barnes deliberately chose the token that would allow him to advance by default?"
Winnie Roro was no fool. With Elder Kane’s hint, she quickly caught on.
Elder Kane nodded.
Wyatt Barnes, of course, didn’t know that his little tactics had been seen through by Elder Kane.
Now, he had returned to sit next to Walter Simmons, quietly watching the contest in the sky above the prison arena.
There, six young talents in three groups were still fiercely battling.
These young talents, fighting with everything they had to win one of the last thirty spots in the first stage of today’s ’Dynasty Martial Contest’, were staging a desperate battle.
Boom!
Soon, one young talent was severely injured, and his opponent claid the final victory.
Buzz!
Before long, another young talent was killed, becoming stepping-stones for his opponent.
For a ti, only the last two were still fiercely battling.
The two were evenly matched and couldn’t determine the victory.
However, by now, with only the two of them left in the sky above the prison arena in this silent surrounding, it gave them an unusual sensory experience.
Before long, one of them beca sowhat distracted.
And the outco of being distracted in battle was to be cleanly defeated by the other party.
At this point, ten more holders of tokens number 21 to 40 advanced.
The Dynasty Martial Contest... continued.
And the young talents of the Blackstone Empire were all taking turns in the arena.
Soon, it was Kase Dragonsmith’s turn.
Kase’s opponent was a young talent who wore a perpetual look of arrogance.
This young talent, upon seeing Kase for the first ti, unabashedly stated, "Kid, you’re just over thirty, right? Be sensible, quit now and go ho to drink milk!"
The young talent’s voice was loud, echoing through the quiet entire prison arena.
Instantly, the eyes of the crowd fell on Kase Dragonsmith.
"It looks like this guy’s opponent is pretty strong..."
"You can tell from his arrogant words. If he doesn’t have real skills, would he dare to humiliate soone like this?"
"But, he is indeed a few years younger than his opponent."
"I must say, his composure is comndable. His face remains calm until now."
...
The audience in the lower seats was all abuzz.
Many were impressed by Kase’s calmness.
Only in the dium seating area, where Wyatt Barnes and the others were sitting, was the atmosphere slightly different.
Almost everyone in this section had witnessed Kase’s power firsthand.
Enter Void Realm Seventh Order!
A Seventh-Order Sword Realm!
Up to this point, none of the young talents from the grand empires who entered the competition have broken through to the seventh degree of the Void Realm, nor have they grasped the ’Seventh-order Realm’.
We could say that Kase Dragonsmith was currently the most powerful fighter amongst the young talents participating.
However, only the people seated in the spectator stand where Wyatt Barnes was located knew this reality.
Kase’s opponent, clearly a spectator from a different stand, had failed to notice earlier Kase’s display of power, reaching ’Enter Void Realm Seventh-Order’. He had crushed Kabir Inky, who was at ’Enter Void Realm Fifth-Order’, even forcing Kabir to forfeit his participation in the ’Dynasty Martial Competition’.
For a mont, everybody in these stands looked at Kase’s opponent with pity.
Although Kase seed very calm at the mont, as if he hadn’t heard the insults from his opponent.
They could all sense it.
In Kase’s heart, his anger must have been simring for a long ti...
Just waiting for the right mont to erupt!
"I hope you are as strong as your mouth...Don’t tell
you can’t even handle one of my attacks."
Kase looked at his opponent and said calmly.
"Ridiculous!"
Kase’s opponent snorted in disdain, and imdiately, a majestic Origin Force began to envelop him.
Shhh!
In the void above, eight mighty illusions of the ancient horned dragon ford, displaying his cultivation level.
"Enter Void Realm Sixth-Order!"
Imdiately, spectators from both the lower and middle stands, many representatives from various empires and young talents alike, all exclaid in surprise.
Before this, there had only been one young talent who had reached the Void Realm Sixth-Order.
That particular young talent had defeated his opponent in just one move and advanced effortlessly.
"No wonder he was being so haughty earlier, even going so far as to humiliate his opponent... turns out, he’s an ’Enter Void Realm Sixth-Order Martial Artist’."
"An Enter ’Void Realm Sixth-Order Martial Artist’ is certainly one of the formidable warriors in today’s ’Dynasty Martial Competition’... Perhaps even being guaranteed one of the last thirty spots."
"If his opponent doesn’t concede soon, he’ll be in for so bad luck."
"I think, his opponent will forfeit any second now."
...
Many people in the lower and middle spectator stands murmured in hushed voices, unable to resist making predictions.
Unfortunately, they soon realized that they had guessed wrong.
In the face of his opponent’s displayed cultivation, the expression on Kase’s face remained unchanged, he stood firm in the air, unyielding as a mountain, without any intention of admitting defeat.
"Let the fight begin!"
At this point, the youth in white spoke up.
However, at this mont, the other eighteen young talents unusually did not make a move.
Their gaze landed on Kase Dragonsmith and his opponent.
"Little brat, since you didn’t back down... I will send you straight to Hell right now!"
Kase’s adversary blood with an arrogant smile, his figure moved, turning into a gust of wind rushing towards Kase.
Up in the void, ten more ancient horned dragon illusions manifested...
Whoosh!
The fifth-grade spiritual weapon wielded by Kase’s opponent was a rare giant hamr. The hamr shot out swiftly breaking through the air like a launched cannonball, seeming to carry divine might.
Boom!
The hamr fell towards Kase, as if intending to smash him into a at pie.
"Kase is about to move."
Walter Simmons said to Wyatt Barnes.
Wyatt Barnes nodded - he too had noticed the slight movent in Kase’s hands...
"They are simply not on the sa level."
Wyatt Barnes shook his head.
In his view, the current battle had already been settled, there was no suspense whatsoever.
However, not everyone shared Wyatt Barnes’ opinion, many believed Kase was dood.
"Now, even if he wants to surrender, he wouldn’t make it in ti."
"Sotis, pride can be lethal!"
...
Many people shook their heads, so even closed their eyes, unable to watch.
"Who’s going to hell is still uncertain."
All of a sudden, Kase’s frosty voice ca forth.
When most were still startled.
Kase made his move.
Om!
Kase’s body swelled with Origin Force in an instant. Then at the next mont, he shot into the air like a colossal blade, lightly deflecting his opponent’s incoming hamr.
"Die!"
Following Kase’s light shout, he was already above his opponent’s head.
Om!
The spiritual sword that had appeared in Kase’s hand without anyone noticing, instantly shone with an extrely sharp sword light, striking down heavily at his opponent.
Crack!
Kase’s adversary was cleaved in half from top to bottom. Blood gushed out, spraying in all directions.
"Humph!"
At this mont, the youth in the white, who was in charge of hosting the ’Dynasty Martial Competition’, snorted softly. With a wave of his hand, the wind began to howl, and a surprising wave of heat emanated from his palm.
He was manipulating the Origin Force throughout the void, carrying the scene of a fierce fire, sweeping out, turning Kase’s opponent’s remnants and the blood spraying everywhere into ashes.
The white-clothed youth’s move was as fast as lightning, the ancient horned dragon shadow above the void had yet begun to form when it dispersed.
"Enter Void Realm Ninth-Order? Ninth-Order Fire Realm?"
Seeing the youth clad in white, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but gasp.
"Unless sothing unexpected happens, he is probably one of the talented youths in tomorrow’s ’Dynasty Martial Competition’."
Wyatt Barnes conjectured secretly.
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