Chapter 561: 561
Refining his body with raging fury.
Such a situation was extrely rare.
Sean’s demonic body had always been waiting for this opportunity.
Finally, it ca to fruition at the Knights Tournant.
Under the scorching heat of fury, what erged was a red-skinned youth with perfect muscular contours…
His forrly exaggerated demonic figure and arm had returned to the appearance of a normal human, leaving only flawless muscle lines on his body.
However, broken horns on his forehead and the tail were still preserved.
The injury on his right arm had also completely healed.
Kha…
The Power Territory unfurled.
Within a ten-ter range, all the broken stones floated up.
His figure turned into a red shadow, rushing back directly into the church area.
He intentionally bypassed the original route he was sent flying from, breaking through the stone walls of the church along the way.
Two terrifying Hell-made weapons, the ‘Fist of Marlowe (Unique Purple)’ and the ‘Bone-Cutting Ax (excellent blue)’ were held in Sean’s hands, directly colliding with Winry.
Dang! Dang!
Successive sounds of different types of iron rings echoed throughout the arena.
The hellish weapons fell heavily on Winry’s body, which only brought her down 30 cm.
And the hamr in Winry’s hand also hit Sean’s face, but this ti it only smashed his cheek in and tilted his head slightly by 30°.
“So tough! Your body is harder than fate equipnt of the sa level!”
Sean was greatly surprised.
But Winry was no less shocked.
Ever since returning from training, she had been eager to catch up with the vice captain’s pace and had never stopped exercising her body.
She knew clearly that her one hamr could reshape an excellent material, but now she couldn’t push back this hell youth…
Standing in front of Winry was like a Big Demon extrely eager for battle and possessing boundless fury.
Dang dang dang!!
Tinkling sounds of tal continued.
Sparks splashed.
The church gradually collapsed and turned into ruins under the monstrous collision of their forces.
The strongest and purest power collision in this Knights Tournant was taking place on the original stone stage, making many knights’ blood boil.
“Just-graduated knights are so formidable! The future of the Holy City is indeed very hopeful!”
Lionheart Leader Rolan couldn’t help but recall the Knights Tournant he had participated in.
Back then, no one could stand against Rolan’s absolute power in the Knights Tournant.
The so-called overpowering force was fully demonstrated by Rolan…
This kind of vigorous power collision even made Rolan regain the feeling of youth.
Under evenly matched power.
The ‘Fist of Marlowe’ and ‘Blacksmith’s Hamr’ hit each other head-on.
Dang!
The shocking sound of hamr collision even made many people cover their ears.
The stage directly cracked due to the collision, creating a terrifying crack stretching over a hundred ters, but it healed in short ti due to the uniqueness of the original stone.
Both hamrs flew out of their hands.
The Blacksmith’s Hamr flew out of the arena and landed in the WindRider Knights’ area.
These knights, who were not good at power, hurriedly dodged.
Bang! The hamr smashed into the audience stand, creating a pit more than three ters wide.
And ‘The Fist of Marlowe’ directly smashed the edge of the Colosseum and fell into the resting room inside.
“You… are very strong!”
It had been a long ti since Sean had t an opponent with the sa monstrous strength.
In the case of losing his main weapon.
Sean decisively abandoned the other giant ax and collided with Winry frontally using the most primitive ‘fistfight’.
Fist.
In the Hell Knight Corps, there is also a group of fighters, so Sean is no slouch when it cos to hand-to-hand combat.
On the other hand, Winry is far worse!
Having to forge weapons with the Blacksmith’s Hamr every day, she is more adept at wielding hamrs… Her hand-to-hand combat still remains relatively unfamiliar.
The balance of the situation is shattered in an instant.
Winry falls into a situation where she can only defend passively…
Each blow landed on Winry’s body, the gravel around her scattered due to the shockwave.
Gradually, bruises began to erge on Winry’s body, indicating that the high-density muscle defense inside was slowly disintegrating.
From the audience, Han Dong glanced at the Great Blacksmith, Heidrig Eamon, whose expression wasn’t particularly pleasant.
“It’s about ti for Winry to forfeit the match,”
Using black magic, Han Dong slowly established a ntal connection with Winry, prepared to persuade her to give up.
Just then, an unexpected situation occurred.
Even though Winry was on the defensive, she wasn’t blank-minded. Instead, she was independently thinking, contemplating her road to victory.
During the beatings, she constantly asked herself – “If the deputy captain was put in this situation, what would he do?”
Suddenly…
Winry abruptly abandoned half of her defense, extended her right hand usually used for defense to the side, and grabbed in the air.
[Blacksmith’s Grip]
A powerful gravitational force erged at the point of her grip.
The gravity field imdiately influenced the wildly attacking Sean, causing him to swerve slightly, his fist grazed past Winry’s cheek…
She seized this opportunity.
With a right fist filled with gravity, combining with a turn of her waist, Winry threw a terrifying right hook… The space around the fist even started to distort.
Who knew…
Sean steadied his stance in an instant.
His other fist locked onto Winry’s unprotected right side and equally unleashed a terrifying punch.
Both their fists hit the other’s body simultaneously.
The fist filled with ‘Gravity’ seed heavier, once again launching Sean away.
As Winry had been taking hit after hit, her bodily defense was already on the verge of breaking down… This punch directly hit her, shattering her muscles, and the shock of the blow affected her internal bones and organs.
Tick tock tick tock…
After retreating a full ten steps, Winry’s eyes dimd, and she collapsed.
“The winner, Sean Naberis…”
The result was announced by Observer Alonso.
Sean, who had been sent flying, had endured the punch.
With one hand clutching the edge of the stage, he propped up his bloodied body, like an undying demon from the depths of hell, he rose again…
He raised one hand, signifying his victory.
The Holy Knights Group’s professional dical team imdiately rushed over to provide ergency treatnt for Winry, then enveloped her in a Light Shield and transported her off the stage.
“It’s a sha… If she had thought of this move earlier, she might have been able to defeat this hellspawn…”
When Han Dong looked towards Winry who was being taken off the stage, he noticed that her incredibly resilient body had regained consciousness after receiving dical treatnt.
Her eyes signaled Han Dong not to worry, she would be fine.
“This girl really… But this hellspawn has completely grown from this competition, it won’t be easy dealing with him later,”
Just then, the participants of the next match had made their way onto the stage.
Mia was up against the most mysterious student, Guli Chalidu.
Tick tock tick tock…
A chanical sound emanated from the mysterious student’s fluffy coat as he set foot on the stage first.
“I’ll have to give my all…”
Inspired by Winry, Mia seed intensely fired up.
But to Han Dong… this wasn’t necessarily a good thing.
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