Sun Fei had a vague intuition—
This whole setup started very early today. (Error-free novel)
Moreover, the person who orchestrated this scheme was not one of the five people in front of us, but rather a mastermind hidden behind the scenes.
It could even be just a small part of a larger situation.
This is one of the reasons why Sun Fei has always been unwilling to get involved.
In this chaotic world, the world is the chessboard, and the supreme ruler is the piece. Exceptional sages are ruthless and cunning in their tactics. Sun Fei knew he did not yet possess the strength to defy the heavens. If he rashly entered into this situation, he might only become a pawn, cannon fodder, unable to control his own destiny, and might even drag Chambord City into an unpredictable vortex.
Boom boom boom boom--
Amidst the two major battle groups, the deafening sounds of intense, explosive combat echoed.
On the lakeside, the remaining three Young Supremes from the Central Region, including Pato, clearly believed that their companion could win the Holy Power. Therefore, they paid no attention to this battle, which was a foregone conclusion, and their attention was focused on Sun Fei.
For them, the prestigious reputation in the Northern Region was...
Alexander, also a renowned Young Supremes, is a peer worthy of attention. Being able to enter their field of vision and be qualified to stand on equal footing with them, observing Sun Fei, is far more important than the two battles next to him where the outcome is not in doubt.
Now that I have the opportunity to see it today, I naturally want to observe it more closely.
"You are"
Suddenly, Cassano, with a grin on his face, was the first of the three to ask a question.
This Young Supremes from the Central Region, known for his eccentric temper and unpredictable mood swings, indeed acted strangely, making no attempt to hide his curious gaze as he sized up Sun Fei from head to toe, displaying a provocative yet intensely interested expression without any intention of concealing it. (Fastest updates of full-text novels)
"Not bad." Sun Fei nodded, his expression unchanged.
"I heard your name when I was in the Central Region," Cassano said with a grin as he approached. "I heard you were a formidable fighter, known as the Invincible Iron Fist, possessing superhuman strength capable of leveling mountains and uprooting ancient peaks. I imagined you to be a Zongheng muscular giant, but I never expected you to be so delicate and handsome, second only to those with..."
"Me, who's called that? Tsk tsk, that really surprises me."
"Pfft--" Sun Fei almost spat it out.
The most handsome man in the world
Cassano
To be honest, Sun Fei really found it difficult to equate the meanings of these two words.
It seems this eccentric Young Supremes is quite narcissistic; after all, his appearance... well, one could only say he's not ugly.
Behind Sun Fei, several palace maids couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.
On the other side, seeing Cassano's 'performance,' Milito's usually utterly silent face twitched unnaturally at the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head slightly. Pato, with his noble demeanor, suppressed the urge to slap his forehead and turned his head to the other side—it seemed his companions were also having a hard time tolerating this guy.
"Ha, every time I hear that, they always express their envy and jealousy in this way. But there's nothing I can do; my good looks are natural, so jealousy is useless, hehe."
Cassano wiped his hair, watching Sun Fei with great interest.
Under Sun Fei's murderous glare, she finally gave up her plan to touch Sun Fei's chest muscles to verify that the fair-skinned King was not actually a woman disguised as a man.
After a pause, the scoundrel, still harboring ulterior motives, suggested, "I only found out today that you're also from the Holy Church. Since you're so good at fighting, how about we have a match?"
Sun Fei: "..."
"Hehe, although you're also from the Holy Church, I find you quite to my liking. You're not a bad person, so don't worry, I'll go easy on you and won't slap your handsome little face."
Sun Fei: "..."
"Hey, what's with that look? Take your drooling gaze away. Let me make this clear: I have absolutely no interest in men—not even a little bit—even though you're a handsome man who looks almost like a woman."
Sun Fei: "※..."
"Make your move, haha, make your move, let's have a good, satisfying fight, haha, hit me now, hit me now!"
Sun Fei finally lost his temper and threw a punch.
"Haha, only one last move left."
The Judgment Divine Envoy Hening stood in the void, his body shrouded in at least twenty layers of various magical shields, protecting himself like a tortoise. His confidence soared, and a smug and irritating smile appeared on his fat, greasy face.
They've already exchanged two blows.
Shaarawy was completely overwhelmed by his own powerful offensive magic, leaving him utterly defenseless.
It seems my earlier worries were completely unnecessary.
Injured
He's all bark and no bite; it's all just posturing.
"Hahaha, let this final move witness your defeat. As long as I leave alive today, it won't be long before all of you pay a bloody price for what happened today."
Hening laughed maniacally and unleashed his final move.
Amidst the roaring chants, six swords slowly emerged in the sky.
Collina had used this move before, called...
It possesses immense power and can kill opponents of higher levels.
Hening's strength is slightly lower than Collina's, so he naturally cannot condense and fuse ten weapons at the same time.
Six handles were already his limit. Although this move couldn't completely kill Shaarawy, in the fat pig's opinion, it was more than enough to support his escape.
but--
"Idiot, I'm not playing with you anymore." The smile that had been on Shaarawy's face suddenly vanished at this moment.
In the next instant, a circle of purple flames suddenly spread from his body, enveloping Hening and the sky and earth within a hundred meters around him.
"This is..." Hening's smile froze on his face.
Because he suddenly discovered that he could not control the six handles.
The connection between Spiritual Power and magic has been severed, and its power is enough to level mountains.
Like an ice pop exposed to the Scorching Sun, it melted little by little and quickly disappeared into the air.
field
This is the domain power of a Demigod- level expert.
"No..." Hening cried out in despair, "No, have pity on me..."
His strength was at the peak of the Scorching Sun and Great Perfection realms, just one step away from becoming Demigod. However, he had not yet mastered the power of the domain, so he was naturally unable to resist. Enveloped by this purple flame power, he was like Pig-Headed Shark out of water. No matter how great his abilities were, he could no longer jump around. His life and death were in Shaarawy's hands.
"Pathetic," Shaarawy sneered. "For you, it's nothing."
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