Robert Moore
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Spectral swords whizzing through the air and weapons clashing, the two fighters kicked up dust clouds everywhere. After 15 minutes of the fight, the neat and clean arena had turned into nothing more than a sand pit for the two participants. Seth could imagine Vathon's crying face, seeing his hard work literally stomped to dust with almost every fight in the third round. But this time especially so. Seth feared that they would need to put down metal plates for the quarter-finals and up... Lyca had been…-
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“It is time for the battle you all have been waiting for! Two combatants who look back at a streak of overwhelming victories. The amazon Lyca and sword cultivator Name, the two forces of nature are finally clashing!” Umi Kaldrops gave her introduction to the fifth and last fight of the third round, The ultimate duel between two participants who won all their fights so far in a matter of seconds. Even Seth was interested to see who would win between these two. If Lyca wasn't restricted, he would have…
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A tall figure shoved her way through the crowd during the break, aiming for the exit of the stadium. Aggravated, he left the arena behind. Had he ever been treated like this? The Tower master had chased him out like a scurvy dog, not even giving him the face for a last appearance in front of the audience… Dumm Ting’s fist clenched and then relaxed as he gave his situation a thorough thought. His plans had utterly failed. He had even revealed his sins to the world, but couldn’t win the heaven-grade…
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For several breaths, everyone stared in silence. The drawn-out battle had suddenly ended. After a moment of silence, the announcer remembered her job. “I- I guess we have a winner?” Umi Kaldrops said hesitatingly, seeing the statue of the impaled Bercy. There had been no signs of life for minutes, but there was also no notice from the medical wing. She was about to contact management when she heard the sound of pebbles falling. “Don't kill me off just yet,” she heard a laborious growl. She was…
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In the battle between Dumm Ting and the Dragon Knight, they experienced a small tournament climax. An aggravating, despised enemy had found a satisfying end, but the show was far from over. After all, that was just the second fight of the third round. After a 15-minute break to give the audience some time to process the fight and run the clipped highlights of the match, the next pair of contestants entered the stage. The mood in the stadium had noticeably lifted after Caleb had dealt with their grudge for…
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! +100% Mana +250% Mana Regeneration for 5 minutes> ! +150 to all stats for 5 minutes> ! +600% to all damage for 3 minutes.> ! 30% of phys. damage is negated for 5 minutes> ! All attacks are imbued with deadly poison for 10 Minutes> ! Cooldowns are halved for 10 Minutes> . Attacks cause 10 times the pain and have a 40% chance of causing mental status ailments.> ... Despite the incredible power flowing into him, Caleb was frustrated. He had hoped to be able to save some of the equipment for the next…
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Despite using items now, Caleb was still having a hard time against the hulking monster, pumped up with the power of sacrificing innocent lives. however, he was far from being as helpless against the cultivator as his previous opponents. Heat Blade, one of the effects of the Dragon-Hheaded Blade, was a different version of covering the sword in flames. It heated the blade all the way to the point where it would not yet start losing strength or bend out of shape. With the super-heated blade, Caleb kept…
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Dumm Ting versus Caleb, the fight was finally here. Seth was curious whether the Dragon Knight would be able to avenge his friend, or would another acquaintance from the Evaluation fall to the fist of the vicious cultivator? After all they had seen in the previous fights, it was unlikely that Dumm Ting would be able to make it to the finals. In the previous fights, participants had finally started showing skills that were able to damage the rare-rated marble Vathon used to tile the arena. Dumm Ting, on…
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Like wasps, the glowing pieces of metal flitted past her ears, as she hid inside the poison smoke. Dowloon had tried attacking him with throwing daggers and poison needles, but everything she threw at him was blocked by the weird golden shield, covered in foreign scriptures. Even her Myriad Poison Smoke was unable to get through the membrane of light. At least she didn't have too much trouble evading the volleys of snappy metal, as he simply kept strafing left and right through the smoke. if only it…
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--Outside of Little Gamma, Night-- “We shouldn't have trusted these savages from the start,” the man “hiding” his face with a beautiful silver mask said scornfully to his fellow perpetrators. Lodged in the mountainside not far away was the burly figure of a disfigured demon, the rags of his robe were lying on the ground. Under the foot of the Monkey Masked cultivate, groveled the dismembered dismembered body of the collaborator of the scene, like a maggot on a fishing hook. His legs and arms were…
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