John Jones
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The crowd gasped as they held their breath. Not only the sudden transformation that the mad mortal did but also the words that he clearly uttered. To the eyes of many, he was suicidal. “Did he just…” “He did….” “My god…” They couldn’t believe such a person existed. There were only a few people in the world who had the power to offend such great force, namely the other three kingdoms. Wanda furrowed her eyebrows before she smiled wryly (That guy is something… Doesn’t he think…
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The young man stood without shame on his face. His arms were crossed, his chin was slightly pointed upward. He was staring down against First Heaven cultivators without remorse. His confident smile could deter gods and devils alike. “He.. he is at the eighth level…” “Y-Yeah… look at the disparity!” “He didn’t even break a sweat…” The crowd was stumped as they noticed the obvious strength that he possessed. He could handle the four kings’ aura all at once. “Even Rupert was…
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Three. There were three mortal cultivators standing on the opposite end of the seventh step. The three of them were outnumbered and they only need one more elimination before advancing to the next round. One was noble, one was a swordsman, and the last one was a wild young man. The combination of the three couldn’t hope to overcome the numbers in front of them if they were ordinary. The atmosphere was choking. They were witnessing that at least three of the four mortal cultivators will be the next…
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(Why now?) thought Hilde. She was the first to notice how Lyon fare against a young adult Golden Dragon. There was nothing in this world that was capable of doing such a feat, let alone someone from the Mortal World. He had captivated the First Heaven. There was no telling how high he would do now considering the first round ended with his complete and utter victory. He raised his foot before stepping on the first step. He kept his arms crossed as he looked up. All of the participants halted their fight…
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Ivy. The cold woman suddenly become the center of attention as she took on the ninth step. Though she was slightly hunched and her legs were giving up, she was still desperately holding on. “Her tenacity shouldering that pressure,” one of the crowd shook his head, “Amazing.” Cherie furrowed her eyebrows, “She is going to the ninth step on purpose.” “Spot on,” said Wanda as she smiled. “She veiled her presence until she is at the ninth step because Folcre is already occupying the eighth…
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All eyes suddenly laid upon a figure whose origin was questionable for the higher-ups. He wore distinctive clothing. The bearing of a young dragon was exuding as he stood with his eyes looking at the four kings above. The hurdle and bustle of the rest of the participants meant nothing. Those who saw him as a cultivator from the mortal world immediately shook their heads. They didn’t care about the background of the youth anymore. The youth was destined to die after the tournament as he had offended…
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Everyone still had their heart clench as they witnessed the sole audacity that Lyon had displayed outside. After the rest of the participants returned to the arena, they bore different gazes as they saw Lyon. Some were loathing, other were fear. The madman didn’t have a grand status like the princes did, however, the way he did things was as if First Heaven was the land that he had owned. There was no telling how far Lyon would go with his antics. The spectators were keen to see the aftermath of the…
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The young man entered the arena as if he had done nothing wrong. His nonchalant brought awe that could only be envied and not be mimicked. “Lyon Torga, it’s him again,” said the king of the Pala Kingdom. “I can’t believe it, it seems like he is courting for his own death on purpose,” his queen shook her head. The obvious notion that he was from the Mortal World still rang as a base to judge him. All but the queen from the Sverine Kingdom knew what absurd potential he was hiding under his…
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Afurnae was shaken. The tournament was forcibly postponed as something major was happening outside the arena. One rushed outside and the others followed. The thousands of steps reverberated the city. * (What is he doing?!) thought Ivy as she rushed with the others before her. Her beauty might be captivating but the heart-thumping moment was caused by the two prominent figures outside. The cold woman saw the light at the end of the tunnel. Illuminating her eyes from the event. She put a shade to cover…
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After not so subtle meeting with the queen of the Sverine Kingdom, Lyon made his way back to his inn. The whole trip was uneventful. Only a handful of unpleasant gazes greeted him. However, he couldn’t care less for the lot. The night ended with him entering the room where Assid had prepared for him prior. Chirping birds could be heard as a clam breeze made the grass rustle a serene hymn. The start of the next round was nigh. Everyone came out from their inns to go to the arena. Afurnae immediately…
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