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Chapter 587 novel The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
At the start of the game, Trevor looked at Omar and said, “I’ll give you a chance to admit defeat now.
It’s for your good!”
Omar chuckled.
“That won’t happen!”
Trevor nodded.
“Alright.
If that’s the case, don’t blame me for what’s going to happen.”
“I should be the one saying that.” Omar smiled, and he suddenly took a step forward and rushed toward Trevor.
“Omar’s speed is getting faster!” Maya exclaimed in the stands.
Xander also nodded secretly.
After getting a place for the competition, it was evident that Omar cultivated hard again.
As Omar approached Trevor, he let out a long roar, “The Dance of Fire and Ice!”
Omar’s Dual Blades of Fire and Ice slashed out dazzling sword lights.
In an instant, the surrounding air was covered with ice blue and fiery red light.
Then, as if being washed away by crushed ice and flames, the cold and scorching air swept through alternately.
In a flash, Trevor was drawn into the light.
“He’s not fighting back!“
When the disciples of the major sects in the stands saw the scene, they immediately exclaimed in disbelief.
The next moment, the light of ice and fire stopped surging like a river that was suddenly cut off.
A sharp light flashed in Omar’s eyes.
He felt as though his Dual Blades of Fire and Ice were stuck in something, unable to move at all.
Swoosh!
At that moment, the red and blue flames were torn apart like silk, and Trevor’s expressionless face appeared in front of Omar.
One of his claws firmly clamped the Dual Blades of Fire and Ice like a plier, and after the other claw easily tore the ice and fire sword light as swiftly as lightning, it directly dug toward Omar‘s abdomen and chest.
If he was caught that time, Omar’s organs would be dug out.
“Crap!” The disciples of the Heavenly Stars Sect shouted.
The disciples of the other major sects also widened their eyes, and they could not help but sigh that Trevor was so fast that he did not even give the other party any chance to react at all.
The light in Omar’s eyes condensed, and he hurriedly retreated.
“You can’t escape!” Trevor grinned, and a dazzling golden light erupted from his claws like a large net that suddenly opened, shrouding Omar in an instant.
All escape routes were blocked in almost an instant!
“It‘s over,” When Winston saw that scene, he let out a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more relaxed.
However, another sword suddenly appeared in Omar’s hand.
“The Raging Sea Storm!”
The Blade of Wind’s martial skill was originally supposed to increase the speed and strengthen the sword.
However, Omar used his increased speed to forcibly retreat and rush out before the golden light gathered.
Swoosh!
The golden light gathered at the moment Omar fled.
The piece of space exploded like a mass of viscous seawater, rolling out mightily.
Winston’s eyes widened, and he yelled, “What?!”
“It’s useless! You’re not my opponent!” In the ring, Trevor roared and quickly chased after Omar.
In an instant, Omar felt a surge of Qi and blood pressing toward him.
“Ha!” The originally anxious Winston was so happy that he almost jumped up and cheered.
On the Heavenly Stars Sect side, everyone appeared tense, and their faces were full of undisguised worries.
After listening to Caspian’s predictions, they all expected Omar to have little chance of winning.
However, no one thought Omar would be severely injured in just one encounter.
At that moment, Omar bled profusely.
After a while, Omar struggled to stand, and he looked almost like a bloody man.
“He’s up!“
Compared with the disciples of the Heavenly Stars Sect, who were worried about Omar’s injury, the disciples of other sects around them exclaimed in surprise as Omar was still able to stand.
Even Trevor had a surprised look in his eyes.
He was very clear about his strength.
Let alone an opponent whose realm was lower than his, even a cultivator of the same level or higher level like in the peak second-stage Pulse Control Realm, would find it difficult to stand after facing his direct attack.
Yet, not only was the other party standing up, but the staggering opponent was also holding the sword that just suddenly appeared in his hand.
Although it seemed that a gust of wind could blow the bloody Omar down, he gave the impression that he was a tall and upright building that could pierce through the sky.
“I haven‘t lost yet.” As soon as Omar opened his mouth, blood flowed out.
He was severely injured just now, especially in his chest.
Not only was his flesh torn, but his chest was sunken, and at least three ribs were broken.
However, there was a burning desire to fight in Omar’s eyes.
That fighting spirit blazed more than when the game just started!
“Are you sure you want to continue?” Trevor sneered at Omar, “If you give it another go, I can’t promise you’ll leave the ring alive!”
Omar stared at Trevor, and just when Trevor thought the other party was afraid, Omar said, “We’re cultivators, so why should we fear a battle.“
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