"ah--!"
Oliver let out a piercing howl as it struggled desperately, but it could not escape at all.
Flames engulfed his entire body, burning fiercely, and soon Oliver was reduced to ashes.
Everyone gasped in shock; the woman before them was simply too ruthless.
In just a few moves, a Saint Realm Level 3 expert was killed!
The enchantress stood still, the flames engulfing her gradually dissipating before she returned to normal, a captivating smile on her face.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her long, black hair flowed in the wind, and her beautiful eyes seemed to possess a magic that could bewitch people and captivate their souls.
"That's amazing."
"The East is truly a place where hidden talents abound!"
Many people's eyes were fixed on the enchantress, their eyes flashing with fear and apprehension.
The gazes of the Eastern powerhouses fell upon the paladin and the pope, filled with mockery and ridicule.
"Heh, alright, you Easterners won the first round, but you have no chance of winning the second. Where are the Dragon Knights?!"
The paladin roared, and instantly a tall man stood in mid-air, his entire body shrouded in metallic armor, exuding a chilling and murderous aura.
"Your subordinate is here!"
The dragon knight knelt on one knee, his eyes sharp, his body radiating a bloodthirsty killing intent.
"You'll be in the next match; you must win."
The paladin said through gritted teeth.
"Yes, Your Majesty! I obey!"
The dragon knight accepted the order and knelt on one knee respectfully.
"Boom!"
He stomped his foot, smashing the ground as he charged onto the arena, kicking up clouds of dust.
"A dragon knight? This man is a dragon slayer from the West!"
"Legend has it that when this person was at the half-step Saint Realm, he fought and killed a Saint Realm evil dragon with his bare hands!"
"It is said that this person possesses dragon scale armor, making him impervious to swords and spears, and invincible in defense."
Everyone discussed the dragon knight's origins and strength, and their evaluation of him was extremely high.
"Who in the East dares to fight me!"
The dragon knight stood on the arena, his eyes like the blazing sun, scorching the eyeballs, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"I'll do it."
A ninja from an island nation emerged from among the powerful figures of the East, a sword at his waist, his eyes filled with arrogance.
"I am Igawa Tenmei, the ninja from the island nation, please enlighten me!"
The island ninja drew his sword, exuding a fierce sword aura.
"Bang--"
The two sword intents collided, unleashing a dazzling light, like a thunderclap.
"Snap!"
With a crisp sound, the samurai sword in the hands of the island nation ninja transformed into countless sharp blades, like thousands of weapons, slashing out with destructive pressure.
"Hmph! A mere trick!"
The dragon knight snorted coldly, his right fist clenched, and a powerful aura surged forth.
"Boom—!"
The Dragon Knight's fist was like a tidal wave, and wherever his fist went, space collapsed, everything shattered, and chaos ensued!
"Bang—!"
The fists and palms collided, unleashing a deafening roar that cracked the surrounding walls.
The island nation ninja screamed in agony as his body flew out like a cannonball.
"Thump—!"
The island ninja crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood. His chest caved in, his sternum shattered, and countless ribs were broken. He had completely lost his ability to fight.
"Hiss—! Such domineering power."
Everyone gasped, their gazes towards the Dragon Knight filled with intense terror. The once arrogant Japanese ninja had been defeated so decisively, without even the power to resist.
The dragon knight slowly retracted his fist, which was crystal clear and covered with fine scales.
"The ninjas of island nations are all trash."
He shook his head dismissively and said, "Although the island nation's ninjutsu is known as miraculous, they are not considered top-tier experts among them."
"How dare you insult my island nation!"
The island nation ninja struggled to move his body, his eyes filled with anger and humiliation.
"What, did I say something wrong? The ninjutsu of island nations can only fool ordinary people. Do you think you can beat me? So what if I insult you? You have the guts to kill me, and I have the guts to curse you. If you're not happy, come and fight me!"
The dragon knight glanced disdainfully at the Japanese ninja.
"Baka yarou! Ninjutsu - Thousand Paths Flow, Shadow Clone Technique!"
The island ninja roared, and hundreds of figures appeared around him, each wielding a weapon and attacking the dragon knight.
In an instant, countless fake attacks swept in from all directions!
"Hahaha... Let's see how arrogant you can be now!"
Seeing this, the Japanese ninja grinned madly.
He refused to believe that these false phantoms couldn't kill the dragon knight!
However, things took another unexpected turn, and his attack failed.
"A trivial skill."
The dragon knight smiled indifferently, swinging his left fist, shattering every attack with a casual gesture, "Annihilation!"
He extended his right index finger and touched a ninja. In an instant, the ninja's figure vanished, turning into a cloud of white mist, as if time had stood still.
"I won the second game!"
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