The Northern Sword God
The Southern City Arena I.
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In the arena there appears to be a battle between a Nanren race against the Judade race. In the debate it looks true if the race nanren keteteran against the judade. And even though both of them wore masks to cover their identities, all the spectators could guess who was competing in the arena.
“Nanren it's not I know his name. It was likely that he was a practitioner who had just joined the arena of the Southern City. If he really was a practitioner who had just joined this arena, it would mean that he would suffer unfortunate fate. His opponent of the Judade Race was a cold-blooded assassin wielding an axe weapon. Her name is Judade it is Phalama Bhalu” Hattauda whispered using voice transmission to Sima Yong.
The nanren race fighter is seen jumping away, while spinning in the air he pulls his bow and points three arrows at Phalama Bhalu.
“Wusssh..
Three arrows shot out with an extremely powerful Qi, feeling even capable of knocking down the walls of a city. But Phalama Bhalu did not get nervous with the arrow shot. Although the three arrows are clearly each pointed to the head between the two forehead lines, toward the chest of the heart and to the ************. The three points of the arrow attack were three deadly points for a practitioner.
Phalama Bhalu shouted loudly. Instantly the large high-bodied judade was airborne in a horizontal position, about waist-high. His body spun rapidly and the axe in his hand easily slashed at the arrow that was pointing towards the chest. While the other two arrows just escaped because they did not hit the intended target.
Nanren was still dissatisfied, directed by his bow with a slope of about 60 degrees. Five arrows at once can be seen pulled from his bow and shot in a short time to then lock Phalama Bhalu.
“you are too petty looking at the arrow expert, feel this Fire Arrow Array.!!”
The five arrows were apparently released using an Attack Technique that contained an extremely powerful array power.
And sure enough, not to mention a second of arrows being released from the bow, the five arrows instantly blazed in flames.
When five arrows fell around Phalama Bhalu. The five arrows then took out an ancient rune symbol that turned into a huge flame. Phalama Bhalu was trapped inside the flame of the nanren array. All the spectators in the arena became shocked.
“It looks like this time Phalama Bhalu is in a desperate situation. To exit such an array, it was very difficult” Back Hattaudha whispered words with a transmission.
“I don't fully believe. The nanren-formed array looked too weak for the size of an attack using an array. That nanren Soul Power was still at the low Earth Rank. I think Phalama Bhalu will be able to break through the fire array if he exerts maximum power” Sima Yong said
When all the spectators are stricken with tension, and hope that Phalama Bhalu will reap tragic results, or at least his body will be seriously injured by fire…. Suddenly I heard a very loud scream.
“Hashann..”.
The fire array was seen exploding in a very loud bang. Phalama Bhalu managed to break the array using his physical strength which contained an ATK power of 300,000 jin. His large tall body was seen leaping into space after shredding the nanren race arrow array. In a very fast movement, Phalama Bhalu was in front of the pushers.
And in an extremely brutal Movement, the axe was seen splitting through the air and slashing into nanren which suddenly turned pale. His opponent, that judade was even able to break into his artificial array.
“Mati...!!!!”
When the axe was like a violent Thunder, it was seen splitting the nanren body from the air. The Nanren was trying to fend off in futility. Hopefully his bow spirit weapon from the heavenly trenta class will be able to fend off the thunder-like lunge from the judade.
However, the defense force shown by the nanren was unable to withstand the ferocious slash from Phalama Bhalu which contained the power of ATK 300,000 jin. The bow in his hand broke into several pieces.
Accompanied by a terrified scream, the axe in Phalama Bhalu's hand split the archer's pushy body in two. A flood of blood instantly filled the scene in the arena. The smell of blood was smelling in the direction of the arena. Several janitors consisting of the nanren and jinglin races then ran to clean the arena.
Indifferently Phalama Bhalu took the nanren's spatial ring. He glanced at the wing tattoo on his chest that showed the increment of a line, becoming a five-striped Silver Wing. Previously it was a four-striped silver wing. Judade smiled with satisfaction.
The Southern City Arena was silent……….
Everyone imagined the sadistic scene When the nanren's body was split into two. All shudder. “Isn't this Phalama Bhalu a little too cruel???” but who would care? In an Arena world like this, the Strong One Is King. The weak will be oppressed. The point…..
“Are you Number 11.005, will continue? You are allowed to rest if you want” said the judge of the fighting arena.
“I will not rest..I am still able to face five challengers” with arrogant Phalama Bhalu answering the judge's question.
Many experts in the audience regretted the takabur attitude shown by Phalama Bhalu.
“Judade is too arrogant. Whereas if you want to take a moment to rest, at least his energy can recover 100 % and he will get an 80% chance of winning for the next challenger” a nanren said with a face of hate.
“I hope this arrogant will be locked in the hands of the next challenger” a jingling practitioner who looks to hate Phalam Bhalu for his sadism, cursing endless.
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“Please press your token, if you want to fight against this No 11.005 fighter” said the judge.
Many arena fighters were seen hurriedly squeezing tokens in his hands. No one felt fear or trepidation after seeing the brutality of Phalama Bhalu. Were they not destined to fight to the death? Moreover, the promise of fame if it achieved high rankings as well as contribution points that could be used to train themselves in the VIP area of the Southern City had awaited if they won many battles. The rewards from the arena contribution point exchange were too tempting compared to fear.
“The new challenger is fighter number 9.852..” The judge shouted the number of challengers and followed by the appearance of a shadow figure wearing a mask. Although the face was covered in masks, everyone knew that the new challenger was from the mogui race. Two small horns are striking on its head, having shown the identity of 9,852 mogui races.
“I know who you are behind that mask.. “ Phalama Bhalu laughs coldly at 9,852.
“Really???. and I don't care if you know who I am. All I care about is killing you and then earning additional contribution points. Looks like your contribution points are pretty much. Don't worry, I'll kill you easily, won't cause any pain. After that I can enjoy your contribution point” with cold mogui number 9.852 it replied.
"Then I will not hesitate any more.” the axe slash containing the power of ATK of 350,000 jin it sounded like whistling When Swung Phalama Bhalu. The target is to directly slit the neck of the mogui neck number 9,852.
“It won't be that easy..” mogui's face 9,852 grinned with fangs, his hands forming claws which then pulled out each of the three short swords between each fist.
“Trang....!!!”
The sound of sharp weapons clashing sounds When the claw-shaped short sword meets a giant axe.
Mogui 9,852 was pushed a few steps after the collision. It is clear that the power of Phalama Bhalu is higher than mogui 9852. But the 9,852 mogui didn't want to budge in the least, he jumped back and took his distance.
“Wussshhhh...!!!”
From his palm came out a black vapor which then formed three large skull heads. Quickly the black, skull-shaped vapor enveloped Phalam Bhalu. The black steam was a vicious technique of the mogus who took the energy power from hell and channeled it in the form of a punch attack. The attack was extremely dangerous, as it contained the power of Qi coupled with a hot airy ferocious poison that could make one turn to ashes.
Phalama Bhalu did not seem to be horrified by such a hellish energy retrieval Technique. He had prepared himself to fight against such poisonous air. Seen he cast a spell.., instantly his body was wrapped in thin steam which then formed a shield and repressed the poisonous air.
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The battle lasted for fifteen minutes. When all the spectators thought that the mogui race of 9,852 would win the battle. In fact, once again at the end of the scene, Phalama Bhalu revealed his ultimate technique. He slashed down with full force which gave off an effect like deafening Thunder.
“Duaarr....!!!”
The mogui's body was split in two when the axe accompanied by the sound of Thunder split its body. He didn't even have time to say the words to give up. Phalama Bhalu again won, his face increasingly looks arrogant and cause a sense of cold vomit for some haters. The cheers of judade supporters filled the arena welcoming the judade giants' successive victories..
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“I want to continue...” cried Phalama Bhalu to the judge.
“No. You have lost some energy. It is too unfair if you continue this battle. You are welcome to rest” retort the arena judge coldly without giving the judge a chance to show off his arrogance further.
The judge in the arena is the king. No one dared to go against the judge's words. If one were to dabble against the will of the judge, usually the life-extracting executioners of the Arena council would intervene. They will emerge from unexpected places. And no one dared to go up against the council officials of the Southern City Arena. Fighting is the same as dying.
Nagging with annoyance, the judade went to sit down to rest. While the judge called, that anyone who wants to fight fill the arena to squeeze tokens ….
“Passed fighters squeeze tokens...”
After the challengers pressed the token. suddenly the arena judge announced the list of fighters….
“Fighter Number 20.569 will fight against the Puppet magic in the cultivation realm of the Nine Star King Realm..”.
Everything gets excited. The Nine-star Puppet Realm King, was usually a very dangerous figure. His strength was even able to go against practitioners in the early rank Boundless Realm….
“Who is that unlucky fighter? The Nine-star Puppet Realm King really cannot be considered simple..”.
When Sima Yong jumped into the arena, Hattauda and Niryadi were horrified towards Sima Yong... “20,569 is Brother Sima Yong??????”
*Connected*