Jon Stones' bloodshot eyes focused on the Red Dragon.
"Craxes". He muttered the next mont with dread in his voice.
Centuries ago, Jon Stones witnessed the scene as the founding warrior of the Hunter Union sealed this powerful Ancient Dragon in the Dragon Tower.
Craxes was a teenage Ancient Dragon when he was sealed, the child of a warrior Ancient Dragon. During the cataclysm, due to the incredible sacrifice of of his parent, Craxes was able to survive the cataclysm.
Once humans rose to power, the founder of the Hunter Union tried to ta the Dragon but Dragons were not monsters that could be so easily tad.
Out of frustration of not being able to ta the extrely powerful beast, the founder of the Hunter Union finally sealed the powerful beast in the Dragon Tower, this was a truth that was known to only a few individuals today.
Jon Stones' eyes widened even more as he looked at the Dragon's rider.
'Craxes, a Dragon was tad?'
'How is this possible?'
The ridiculousness of this situation was so much that Jon Stones' outlook of the world itself turned upside down, he was startled beyond asure.
Knowing the capability of the Ancient Dragons, he was even more shocked.
Despite Jon Stones shock, neither Din nor his other opponents paid much attention to the trepidations of his heart. What mattered to Clown was that reinforcent was here, and he was not about to miss this opportunity.
For his plans to work, Jon Stones needed to either die or be severely injured.
Not only that, the Pugilist Academy needed to beco a relic of the past.
Still levitating in the skies, Clown's psionic energy was hard at work as the chanical components of his body slowly restored themselves. While this happened, he paid complete attention to the battle.
He spoke. "It's now a 4 vs 1, our chances of victory just increased".
"Black Master Din, how strong are you after your breakthrough?"
Clown was a man of practicalities, since Din already beca the next Grade C powerhouse of the Clown Society, there was no need to deprive him of his rank as the next Black Master of the Clown Society.
All he wanted now was to finally bring this Pugilist down.
From on top the Red Dragon, Din spoke. "Craxes alone is stronger than most Grade C powerhouses, I don't believe I'm weaker".
"Good, attack!" Clown did not beat around the bush.
Whoosh!
For the last attack run, they all ganged up on this powerful Pugilist.
This ti, as experienced warriors, they already changed their battle approach without needing to communicate with each other. With an existence like an Ancient Dragon now here, Orc Warlord Zeke no longer needed to act as the tank.
The Ancient Dragon automatically beca the tank of this team.
Black Master Einstein and Clown remained the main damage dealers, as for Orc Warlord Zeke and Din, they beca the support of this battlefield.
This ti, the Elentalists jumped into the battle with much more confidence. This ti, Jon Stones was no longer just outnumbered, he was outmatched for real as Jon Stones' face turned grave.
The sight of the Ancient Dragon already told him that he could no longer take this battle trivially, he needed to take it serious or even his life would be threatened. Jon Stones no longer dared to hold back.
"Forbidden Pugilist Ability: 2nd Ultimate Form!"
Boom!
The next mont, an even more aggressive Pugilist energy erupted.
Jon Stones did not have an exaggerated transformation like growing an extra pair of hands this ti, what he instead gained was a change in the color of his skin.
His skin beca brown and hard like an Ancient piece of wood.
Apart from his power tripling, his defense increased ridiculously.
"Bruciare!"
"ROAR…!!!"
Craxes roared as his mighty Dragon Fire was unleashed on the Pugilist.
Jon Stones focused on defense this ti, consolidating his Pugilist Energy to defend against the burning fire. Despite consolidating his defense, he still grimaced as the flas collided against him, he felt like he was hit by a sledgehamr.
"Sage Elentalist Ability: Dragon of Sand and Fire!"
"Sage Elentalist Ability: Wind Phoenix Cataclysm!"
One of the greatest boons of fighting such a powerful opponent for such a long ti was that they were all in their sharpest state at the mont.
They effortlessly unleashed their strongest abilities on the Pugilist.
Orc Warlord Zeke focused his energy before throwing his remaining War Axe.
"Special Axe Attack: Fury Smash!"
Whoosh!
Din beca the fruit on top the cherry as this new Grade C Pugilist jumped from his Dragon, Din clenched his fists and released his strongest shot.
"Special Pugilist Ability: Hamr Fist!"
Jon Stones ate all these abilities despite being just one superhuman.
BOOM!
He tried his best, but this powerful Pugilist could not withstand it as he was flattened to the ground. Jon Stones was incredibly powerful, but there was a limit to power, fighting this caliber of opponents already exceeded his limits.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
He was given no ti to catch his breath, attacks were spamd against him as Jon Stones bled a river of blood in the crater that was created on the ground.
When the attack frequency finally cald down, this Pugilist was dying.
In just 5 minutes after Din and Craxes' arrival, he was already close to death.
"Ugh…" Jon Stones coughed blood.
This powerful Pugilist struggled to stand up as with his last remaining bit of power, he tried to stimulate himself to enter his ultimate state.
Not carrying about the consequences any longer, for the first ti in a long ti, Jon Stones intended to enter his 3rd Ultimate Form state.
This was the state where he was in his strongest form.
With blood-shot eyes and bulging veins, this Pugilist roared.
"FORBIDDEN PUGILIST ABILITY: 3RD ULTIMATE…!"
In the middle of activating this ability, Craxes detected the danger ahead of ti and acted. This Dragon spoke the common tongue for the first ti.
"Special Draconic Ability: Dragon's Gaze!"
The mighty Red Dragon's predatory eyes pinned Jon Stones, and instantly, this powerful superhuman was petrified, he could not completely activate his ability. Clown and his entourage dared not waste this opportunity.
"He's at his wit's end!"
"Kill him!"
None of them dared hesitate, knowing the danger of their opponent, for one last round, they pushed themselves to the limits and spamd attacks at him.
When the shockwaves died down, Jon Stones was left in a pool of his own blood. His blood-shot eyes stared at his opponents weakly.
He chuckled. "I lost…"
"Kill ".
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