Poison Eve
Chapters-138

Altair was still in a power struggle with Mo Rhino, and he began to be pushed until forced to issue a three-heart unification technique to keep both of his legs standing.

The arena floor crumpled and began to crack.

But Mo Rhino's strength seemed to be undeniable.

Both Altair's knees began to bend, one of them almost touching the floor.

Then somehow a burst of energy suddenly overflowed from within Altair's body, and…

YOAAARRRR!

Mo Rhino was pushed back until he was thrown and slammed into the wall on the edge of the arena.

Altair flabbergasted, then looked at his own palm. "Am I that good?" mumbling amazed.

"Of course not!" there was Evelyn's voice behind her. His tone was rather mocking.

Altair jerked his head to the side and looked back.

Evelyn tilted her head slightly and grinned mimicking Migi Vox's style, then lowered her palm from Altair's back.

"It turns out you!" muttered Altair while twirling his eyeballs. Then re-installed the horses, side by side with Evelyn.

The two sons of the Viscount lunged towards them.

Altair prepared a third technique, took out gargoyle wings and shot towards them, pushing his second stomach with the palm of his hand.

BLAAAASSHH!

The two sons of the Viscount were slammed.

On the other hand, Xena and Electra are heavily besieging Voz Panther. The three used teleportation techniques so that their bodies looked to be gnawing while moving places.

Mo Rhino sighed up his body and readied the horses.

Simultaneously, the two sons of the Viscount had also prepared a third technique and lunged towards Evelyn.

Cleon was still focused on her brother without caring around. And vice versa, Sloan continues to target his sister as if in the arena there is only them.

The brother-sister battle had now reached the third technique of each power. But up until now, their techniques have always been the same. Even when Cleon finally took out his newly acquired hand chakra bone, Sloan also turned out to have it, even in both hands.

What do I still have? cleon was starting to get angry.

Of course he still had the three-heart unification technique. It was just that he intended to use it as the ultimate.

A real battle is different from a subconscious fight.

In his subconscious, Cleon might be able to defeat his brother, even his father. In the subconscious, both the strength of her brother and the strength of her father, were formed based on her last memory of them. In reality, her brother has changed a lot and continues to grow.

It turned out that I was still a little sister, her mind bitter.

"Do I need to remind you that he was born first? Or do you want to wait until he reminds you himself? A sister, forever will remain a sister!"

The words of Nazareth flashed in his mind.

The destiny of a sister forever remains a sister!

Then Evelyn's furious voice jerked her.

The girl was issuing the first technique of the ancestral protective fairy core strength backed by the three-heart unification technique, the illusory figure of Rodrigo Knight appearing behind her unsheathed a flaming sword.

That's her! cleon thought he was inspired. Our academy still has ten core strength theories of protective elves. It was an advantage that no other academy had.

Cleon gripped the handle of his hammer with both hands while gritting his teeth. "I'm not your f u c k i n g brother!" his anger was filled with determination. Then he sighed his hammer with the four combined techniques—energy goliath, murderous aura, ancestral protective fairy core strength and three heart unification technique.

The arena shook as Cleon raised his hammer overhead. The illusory figure of Orion Jace appeared behind his body.

The entire hall in Neraida Noble Hall was rumbling by everyone's muttering.

"How did he do it?" peekkit Helios's.

Emperor Aero glanced towards the Duke.

The duke froze staring at his youngest son's screen. That's my son! his mind with a mixture of haru and amazement.

Evelyn floated up behind Cleon and floating above the young man's head, she flicked her sword to the side and instantly a number of illusory knight figures sprung out from the tinge of golden light due to the screeching of her sword.

Sloan and the two sons of the Viscount were flabbergasted in front of them.

Now Evelyn swung her sword forward and pointed the tip towards the opposing team, "Strike!" evelyn orders with the power of a leader of the eternal army of the kingdom.

GRAAAAC!

The illusion of an immortal army force simultaneously swung towards the Sloan team like an army of soldiers on the battlefield.

Along with that…

YOAAARRRR!

Cleon swung his hammer to the floor, and the entire arena simultaneously shook before his hammer touched the floor.

Sloan and her friends were dragged backwards to fall to their knees. An invisible pressure oppressed them, bending their knees and stomachs, forcing them to duck. Simultaneously, the illusory figure of the Knights of the Order of Angelos ambushed them by unsheathing a sword to their necks.

"What aura is this?" comments of both hosts at the same time. "A very horrible aura!"

The two hosts were also pushed to a bow, as were the knights around the room.

Agathias Katz gasped uneasily and paled.

"We admit defeat!" screeched Sloan in a suffocating voice.

Nazareth and Migi Vox smiled slantingly in uniform movements.

"Pe--fight over!" one of the hosts announced, his voice suffocating and gasping for breath.

"Fight.." The other host tried to help take over, but his voice was also stuck in the throat.

"The battle was won by the team of the Dream God Military Academy!" both of them shouted with all their might.

The halls of the Noble Hall of both countries were thunderous by spectacular applause.

The participants draw their own spiritual chakras and store their inner energy and protective fairies.

A second later, the door of the arena crackled opened and sucked the team of the Two Imperial Academies.

The Duke and Viscount Neraida were still frozen. Haven't blinked.

Orion Jace tried hard not to cry. He succeeded! his mind is deeply moved. He glanced at Nazareth and Arsen Heart with gratitude.

The two men glanced back at him with flat faces. But the look in their eyes implies a pride more worthy of a father.

And Orion Jace felt slapped by that gaze, so he turned and blinked uneasily.

Nazareth and the four guardians exchanged looks. Migi Vox clapped his hands on his lap, revealing the happy expression of a toddler.

Moments later, the large screen was shimmered by the light bias as the knights - again-again-restored the arena's ravaged floor.

Five teenagers were thrown into the arena shortly afterwards, and the two hosts announced, "Next!"

The hall of the Precious Hall of both countries again rumbled by applause and cheers of spirit.

The five teenagers from the Hermes Martial Art Academy team pulled up their bodies from the floor and bowed respectfully to the soldiers, still slightly staggered.

Evelyn and her friends bowed respectfully to the same soldier.

"Another flow of martial art!" the clumsiness of one of the hosts seemed to echo the thoughts of Evelyn and her friends.

The entire hall in both countries chuckled.

"Well--yeah," the other host chimed in. "We all know the second round was pretty draining of their energy. Will the Neraida Dream God Military Academy team still survive?"