"Quiet" Kenyon said with a smile, "The following is the appearance of Wharton Baruch from the legendary Dragonblood Warrior Clan."
"Tear" Wharton directly tore his shirt in half, leaving his upper body naked and his strong body completely exposed. This scene immediately made all the audience shout with excitement. Countless ladies and socialites covered their eyes, but the inner desires of these women could be seen from the eyes in the gaps between their fingers.
"Hmph." Blumer on the battlefield let out a disdainful snort.
Then Wharton directly carried Warblade Slaughter and jumped onto the fighting stage. With a height of two meters and a heavy landing sound, coupled with the ferocious shape of Warblade Slaughter, especially with his naked upper body, Wharton exuded an extraordinarily tough feeling.
The sturdy style made countless audiences shout and scream for it, and countless ladies and ladies were almost suffocated by Wharton's movements. Then there were even more intense shouts. Depending on the situation, there were more people supporting Wharton than Blumer.
"The duel ------ begins!" Kenyon shouted, without any extra words, directly kicking off this battle of geniuses.
When Kenyon had just finished speaking, Wharton had already completed the transformation of Dragonblood Warrior, with blue-black dragon scales covering his whole body. After the good brother took turns to train him, he turned into blue-black.) The dragon horns on his forehead also popped out, and the blue-black dragon tail behind him swayed slightly, causing the entire battle platform to shake. The dragon scales on his body actually showed a strange heavy metal luster under the sunlight.
"Oh, ha, ah~~~" Everyone in the stands was shocked by Wharton's transformation, "Is this Dragonblood Warrior? It looks so scary!" Countless people were talking about it.
When everyone was talking about how powerful Dragonblood Warrior was, Blumer, whose face was distorted by jealousy, said, "Haha, I finally see Dragonblood Warrior again. Wharton, I won't hold back this time. I want to prove to everyone that Achisoren Clan must be stronger than Dragonblood Warrior Clan."
"Just you? When your elder brother challenged my elder brother, he was easily defeated by my elder brother with just a few swords. Today, you will only lose more simply." Wharton said coldly.
Hearing Wharton talk about the shame of that year, Blumer didn't say anything. He just looked at his bloodshot eyeballs and ferocious face, and he could see Blumer's heart at this time. The situation has reached an extreme point. He then pulled out the sword on his back, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared on the spot. The whole battlefield was filled with the afterimage of Blumer, and he was killing Wharton.
"It's so fast, almost faster than when I was in human form." Linley was a little surprised. But it was not enough. Although Blumer was already very good as a newcomer to the holy realm level, it also depended on who the opponent was. Linley looked at the battle stage with a smile on his face.
"Huh?" Wharton closed his eyes and used his body to sense where Blumer might attack.
"Left side." I saw Wharton's free left hand dragon claw directly grabbing hard at the neck of Blumer, who was ready to attack.
"Qiang~" A sound of gold and iron colliding resounded throughout the battlefield. It turned out that it was Blumer who saw Wharton's big hand grabbing directly towards his neck. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He then used the sword in his hand to switch from offense to defense, and narrowly blocked Wharton's attack.
Although he blocked this attack, he was also knocked away by Dragonblood Warrior's strange power. "Whew," Blumer, who was knocked away, turned over beautifully and landed smoothly on the ground. However, seeing his slightly trembling right hand, he knew that Wharton's attack was not so easy to block.
All the spectators began to hold their breath and did not dare to shout, for fear of disturbing this wonderful duel.
"The power is stronger!" Although Blumer doesn't want to admit it, the current Wharton is not on the same level as him just based on strength.
He also knew clearly that when fighting Wharton, he must not be attacked by him. Just now, it was just Wharton's dragon claw that collided with his own sword, but looking at his palm without even a white mark, Blumer's expression turned extremely ugly.
"Boom~" I saw Wharton's powerful thighs kicking the ground hard, without using the flight of a strong man from the holy realm. Compared to flying with a smaller momentum, Wharton prefers a powerful one. A huge physical attack and a fist-to-flesh fight. It directly brought up an afterimage and rushed towards the place where Blumer stopped. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Blumer's eyes.
"Drink~ah!"
Warblade Slaughter struck down directly with endless power. Blumer immediately dodged to the side without hesitation. Blumer was directly hit by a leg in the direction where he dodged. The shadow blocked the route again. It turned out that Wharton's body rotated when he drew out the sword, and he kicked it out directly. Blumer had no choice but to use the sword in his hand to block this fatal attack again.
"Boom!" Wharton's thick thigh kicked directly on Blumer's sword. With a loud "Boom~", Blumer flew out again, and this time it hit the audience stage directly, scaring the people on the stage to get out of the way.
"Ah!" I saw Blumer rushing out from the depression of the stand and landing on the fighting platform again. I saw him holding the sword with both hands, kneeling on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound. His disheveled hair looked extremely embarrassed.
This scene made Wharton extremely excited. Wharton dropped Warblade Slaughter in his hand and walked towards Blumer with excitement. At this time, in the eyes of the audience, although Blumer has been seriously injured, but he still seems to be capable of fighting. Wharton has now dropped the sword in his hand. Isn't it a bit too much? The audience on the stage saw Wharton dropped the sword in his hand, and their faces were full of doubts.
Only Hogg in the stands looked helpless, and then they looked at Linley behind Hogg in a metaphorical way, only to see Linley put one hand on his forehead with a look of despair. Because Wharton's expression at this moment was exactly the same as Linley's expression every time before he trained Wharton.
At this time, in a crowded stand, a young man in a white robe also had his mouth wide open and a hopeless expression. Next to him was a woman with silver hair and a strange mask. She was staring at the young man beside her with beautiful eyes and a puzzled expression. She barely said a word: "Are you Dragonblood Warrior Clan people so brave?"
Bolan was so angry that he almost stepped off the stage to have a discussion between brothers, and let Wharton and Linley know what the care from an elder brother is...(care from fist to flesh)