The gaze in Jason’s eyes steeped as he stared at Henderson and said, “Just can’t wait?”
Henderson laughed coldly and said, “It’s so boring to have no one who can fight.”
Saying that, Henderson looked towards Riley and said with a teasing face, “In this battle, how about I stand still and use only one hand against you?”
Riley clenched his teeth, a wave of anger filled his eyes, these words were simply too insulting, completely not putting him in his eyes.
“Riley, admit defeat.”
Jason said decisively.
Riley nodded and signaled to the ancient martial arts referee in the arena to admit defeat.
Henderson’s face was filled with regret as he said, “A martial artist must fight, if you give up so easily, how can you compete for qi and luck in this great world to fight for the essence of might?”
Jason smiled bashfully and said, “Why don’t you stand still and fight me with just one hand?”
Henderson stared at Jason for a while, in his eyes Jason obviously only had a cultivation level of about Quasi Sacred Realm, but for some reason it brought him a trace of inexplicable uneasiness.
“There’s no rush, wait until you and I meet in the next round.”
Henderson snorted and said.
With Riley admitting defeat, Henderson won all four groups and advanced to the top twelve.
Boom!
At this moment, a roaring sound came from the right side of the sparring ring field, with a vast sea of Saint level power surging, the Emperor’s blood pressure filled the air and swept around, causing the void to quake.
Jason’s heart stirred, he looked towards the right side of the ring and saw the two people who were fighting violently, it was Tommy and Marcel.
Tommy seemed to be fighting out of true fire, he did not hide his strength, the strength of Beginning Saint Realm fully erupted, his own Emperor’s blood might was reviving, the vastness of his qi and blood like the sea rushed to the sky, he urged Emperor’s Fist, under the eruption of his Saint level power, every punch shook the void, manifesting a strong and unparalleled aura.
Marcel, who had reached the peak of Quasi Sacred Realm cultivation, composed himself against the battle, and under the suppression of Tommy’s Saint-level pressure, he did indeed endure a great sense of pressure as well.
Marcel’s body stirred up a vast and righteous aura as he evolved the Great Diffusion Divine Martial Decree, while at the same time activating the fist momentum of the True Martial Devil Suppressing Technique that he had sensed, and met the battle unhurriedly.
Boom!
Booming and vibrating fist power blasts came from Marcel, Marcel was suppressed by Tommy and retreated back and forth, he was even shocked to the point that blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, yet he didn’t disorganize his mind, he still met the battle with composure.
Gradually, Marcel’s own Saint-level breath looks more and more pure, cohesion more and more majestic, it seems that Cultivation Realm has inched forward.
This battle between the two great prides of heaven attracted the attention of many Ancient Martial Arts Cultivators in the arena, and some of the strongest immediately realized that Marcel was using the pressure brought by Tommy to hone his Cultivation.
He wanted to break through Quasi Sacred Realm in one fell swoop under that kind of pressure!
Tommy also saw Marcel’s intentions, and he laughed coldly as he said, ”Using me as a whetstone? This is asking for death!”
After speaking, Tommy’s eyes flashed, his own aura climbed again, his vast qi and blood was like a true dragon resurfacing, the rolling qi and blood contained a might of the Emperor’s blood, which reflected him as a formidable and extraordinary, he shouted fiercely, and his left and right fists exploded into the air, with a supreme fist meaning in the rendition, accompanied by the vigorous and majestic power of the Saint level.
Tommy will be the Goodwin family’s two ultimate boxing at the same time, the right hand outbreak of the Emperor’s Fist as the emperor on the world, domination of the world, the might of people shocked; the left hand outbreak of the Emperor’s Royal Fist, the fist stirred up the power of qi and blood vaguely illusory emperor shadow, walking in the sky, suppression of the sky! The Emperor’s Royal Fist!
Very strong!
Tommy’s two fists were both powerful enough to make some of the Heaven’s Pride disciples who were watching the battle feel gloomy.
Let’s say Sacred Son of Destruction, Hilton, Henderson, and the others, their pupils coldly shrunk slightly, realizing that Tommy was definitely a formidable enemy.
“Battle!”
Marcel gritted his teeth and steeply operated the offensive power of the Great Diffusion Divine Martial Technique, his offensive power was like a shield, impervious to the wind, and he transversely blocked towards the might of Tommy’s monstrous fist power.
At the same time, Marcel also erupted the fist power of the True Martial Devil Suppressing Technique with all his might, a True Martial Devil Swinging Fist Dao intent manifesting, and a strand of Saint-level power contained within also blasted forward.
Boom!
The Great Diffusion Divine Martial Technique that Marcel had evolved was directly broken and killed, and the might of Tommy’s monstrous fist power continued to attack and kill towards the front as it blasted onto Marcel’s body.
At the same time, Marcel’s punch from the True Martial Demon Suppressing Technique that had erupted with all its might also struck Tommy.
“Woah…”
Marcel coughed out blood with his mouth open and was heavily injured as his figure kept falling back.
Tommy also grunted, his footsteps fell back a few steps, the gaze in his eyes steeply chilled, his Cultivation Realm was higher than Marcel’s, he had already stepped into the Beginning Saint Realm, he should have been fully suppressed in the sparring match, since he was struck by Marcel’s punch, this made him feel very dissatisfied.
A flash of murderous intent flashed through Tommy’s eyes, and as he was about to continue his attack, a figure suddenly flashed to this side of the ring and said, “Marcel concedes.”
Jason, who was on the side, raised his eyes to see that the person was none other than Provadanski’s Holy Lord Konstantin.
Konstantin looked towards Marcel on the ring, the gaze in his eyes was full of warmth and encouragement, he smiled and said, “Get off the ring, this battle you have played very well, and it has been enough to quench your cultivation, it’s not that you’re undefeated, it’s just the difference in the realm of cultivation. Do not be proud of your victory or discouraged by your defeat, stick to your own path of Cultivation.”
Marcel nodded his head, his face did not have the slightest feeling of frustration, he knew that he was not able to defeat Tommy in this battle, however, the purpose of using Tommy to sharpen his Cultivation Realm in this battle has also been achieved.
When Marcel came down, Konstantin took out an elixir and gave it to him to stabilize his injuries.
“Marcel, is everything alright?” Jason also walked over and opened his mouth to ask.
Marcel shook his head and said, “Injured some, but it’s not a big deal, just recuperate for a while.”
Jason patted Marcel’s shoulder and said with a smile, “In fact, your sparring is already very good, it’s okay to lose, no need to fight for a while.”
Marcel smiled bashfully and said, “I know. Don’t worry, it won’t affect my Cultivation heart.”
Jason nodded his head and looked at Tommy, who was walking down the hall, with a cold gaze in his eyes.
Tommy also looked at Jason, that gaze carried a sense of provocation, and said in an indifferent tone, “Want to avenge Marcel? I’ll wait for you!”
Saying that, Tommy turned around and walked away.
Jason looked at Tommy’s back, he didn’t care, and as if he remembered something, he said, “Zack still has a sparring match, let’s go over and take a look.”
“Okay, go over together.”
Marcel nodded his head, and the two of them whirled towards another sparring ring venue.