The inaudible voice resonated directly in the mind, leaving Feng Zhaobai to shrug helplessly.
"To be accurate, it should be called 'Dragon's Son.' You know how the Security Council nas things, kind of juvenile."
Upon hearing this, Judy couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.
"Are they more juvenile than the Japanese? They gave it a nickna: 'Evil Dragon of the Empire.'
Hearing this ridiculous nickna, Feng Zhaobai hesitated, wanting to speak but refrained, then painfully pinched his brow.
The little idiot always cos up with embarrassingly earnest titles...
Outsiders hear it and cringe all over, but they think it's cool and powerful...
Forget it...
I really don't understand this group with juvenile minds...
Shaking his head, casting aside the odd feelings, Feng Zhaobai looked at the beautiful woman beside him, eyes full of inquiry.
"With our relationship, you can speak freely if you need anything. I will certainly help if I can."
Hearing this, Judy laughed heartily.
"Well, encountering an 'Abyss' is both Catherine's luck and misfortune. Later, control the intensity of the match, let Catherine feel the pressure of the 'Abyss,' but don't break her!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Zhaobai shook his head regretfully.
"You overestimate . I can't control an 'Abyss,' if it goes berserk... You've probably seen the previous match recordings, even the Martial God of Japan was stomped to death by it!"
Speaking, Feng Zhaobai glanced at the supposedly intense battle on the stage, then shifted his tone.
"However, from what I understand about it, it seems to be deliberately suppressing sothing, not using its full strength, should not get carried away, at least I can ensure no one's life is at stake."
Beside him, Judy lightly knitted her eyebrows, hesitated for a mont, then sighed helplessly.
"Catherine has just recently advanced to Gold, at a ti when she's proud and impetuous. I hope... she won't be too discouraged..."
Feng Zhaobai smiled slightly upon hearing this.
"I've observed her Dao Heart is quite firm, with a sharp gleam in her eyes, not soone who collapses easily from a little setback. On the contrary, through the whip of failure, it might be her chance to soar."
"That's true. Aside from her talent in swordsmanship, the ntor values her temperant the most. She's fearless, courageous, becoming more resilient through adversity!"
Judy nodded in approval, her gaze softened as she looked towards the ring, where an underlying trace of worry gradually dispersed.
At the center of the spacious ring, the battle had reached a fever pitch.
Beautiful sword flowers appeared and disappeared, covering an area within several ters. Zhu Haomiao seed to be trapped in a moving "sea of flowers," with unseen thorns gradually wrapping around him.
However, the youth remained unchanged, responding to change with constancy. Each ti the opponent's sword edge intruded on a dangerous distance, he would slash through with imnse, simple force.
Like waves crashing against a castle of fine sand, it instantly shattered and consud the elaborate sword stances Catherine Veronia painstakingly constructed, grinding them to dust.
Until now, Catherine finally realized that her opponent knew nothing about swordsmanship.
He was purely relying on unreasonable brute force and the profound power of heaven and earth to crush her abruptly!
Originally her strength far surpassed, but after the opponent fully operated his cultivation technique, it gradually leveled out, even overwhelmingly suppressed!
Fortunately, apart from strength, she still had significant advantages in other areas: although unable to breach the opponent's defense web, he also lacked the energy to retaliate, remaining on the defensive.
Thus, the two remained in a stalemate.
Yet Catherine was in no rush. Silver Level stamina and mana were simply incomparable to Gold.
Even though she had just advanced to Gold, this advantage was enough to wear down the enemy.
As long as she continued to deplete him, her opponent would soon be exhausted, and then victory would be hers!
anwhile, during Catherine's patient depletion, Zhu Haomiao noticed her sche and barely perceptibly curled his lips.
I'm waiting for the Storage Explosion, what are you waiting for?
Buzz~
Finally, the surging Inner Qi compressed to its limit within the Dantian, likened to a cannon loaded with gunpowder, just a triggering thought away from unleashing devastating energy!
Is this the Storage Explosion?
Though the charging ti is significantly long, this power is sowhat monstrous, capable of erupting terrifying damage that transcends energy levels instantaneously!
Even more terrifying, this is only the third layer of Storage Explosion!
If trained to the Great Perfection Realm, and stacked with the Great Perfection of Stacked Waves Strength, enemies across levels could be killed as easily as chickens!
No wonder the forum often claims, Eight Forces Combined, invincible in the world!
Combining just two basic forces here, the explosive damage is already unfathomable.
Only now did Zhu Haomiao profoundly and intuitively comprehend the horror of basic force!
It's all nurical values, without technique!
Because technique isn't needed!
No matter how flashy you are, a single punch from , and you'll be reduced to ashes!
Savoring the rampaging energy poised to burst from the Dantian, Zhu Haomiao felt a multitude of emotions and deliberately exposed a huge flaw, instantly catching the opponent's eye.
Sure enough!
He's exhausted!
Catherine Veronia's heart leaped with joy, only to be deceived, exploiting the flaw to tear through defenses, aiming her sword at the youth's throat.
And at that mont, Zhu Haomiao suddenly lifted his gaze, a glint of fierce light exploding in his pupils.
Explode!
Boom!
A phantom explosion seed to echo in the soul, with compressed and extre violent energy surging out from the Dantian, instantly filling the Eight Extraordinary ridians.
The imnse energy, eager to be unleashed, painfully stretched the ridians. Ti seed to pause at this mont, and Zhu Haomiao could even clearly see the unrestrained joy in Catherine Veronia's translucent blue pupils.
Her brilliant and charming features wrote two words—victory!
You're happy too early...
Filled with mischievous amusent, Zhu Haomiao swung his long sword, "painstakingly" tearing through the glue-like thick air, and managed to strike the opponent's sword first.
With no frills, absolute force swept away the sword edge, transferring along the blade to Catherine Veronia's palm, instantly tearing her tiger's mouth.
Yet the remaining violent force continued upward, numbing most of Catherine Veronia's body. Her sword-wielding arm was directly sent flying, as if she were extending her arms to embrace Zhu Haomiao, leaving her center wide open.
Only then did Zhu Haomiao see the expression on Catherine Veronia's face shift from joy to terror and panic.
The Western sword in her grasp flew out, spinning towards the distance.
As he looked at the open-center beautiful maiden, Zhu Haomiao's lips curled into a cruel arc.
Swish~
The ascending sword image drew an angle, its cold glint skimming towards the girl's neck.
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