The Ruler of Dragon Island
It's Not Worth Fighting With Me
“Your strength is not bad either, but you are not worthy to fight with me..”.
Aron smiled coldly.
“Really? Then just try it...”.
The young man suddenly jumped up high and the wind from his endless palm headed towards Aron's head and Aron's entire body was instantly enveloped by that wind and could not dodge anymore.
“Search die...”
Aron narrowed his eyes and a murderous aura began to emerge from his body.
They only met by chance and did not know each other, nor did they have any grudges but Aron did not expect this young man would actually kill him.
Not far away, the old man was watching quietly, with no expression on his face and no intention to stop him at all.
Seeing that the palm was about to hit Aron's head, Aron bellowed furiously and threw his fist into the sky, a terrifying spiritual power gushed out and instantly sent the spitters crashing down.
Dang dang…..
After taking a few steps back the young man's face became extremely pale and his internal organs were already churned, and a mouthful of his blood was entangled in his throat.
“Now it's my turn...”
Aron gritted his teeth and pointed his fist ferociously towards the young man.
The fist made a roaring wind and a deep crack formed on the ground, seeing this young man turn pale with fear and with a flick of his right hand, a bronze war appeared in the young man's hand.
The bronze sword started to dance in the young man's hand, and making a line of sword lines in the air, that line of sword lines smashed into the fist of the wind and made the sound of iron colliding, and sparks spread around!
Sretti….
There was a tearing sound and the young man retreated quickly and saw a half-meter-long wound on the young man's chest, his clothes were torn and blood was flowing out.
Looking at the wound on his chest the young man's eyes reddened and a bloodthirsty aura shot out from his body.
“I'll kill you...”.
The young man roared and the bronze sword in his hand began to burn with a red-coloured aura, and a terrifying murderous aura flowed towards Aron ferociously.
The young man's figure instantly became distant and suddenly many figures appeared before Aron.
The bronze swords also seemed to be countless and all of them were unsheathed and thrust towards Aron.
Aron looked at the shadows around him and frowned.
But the moment Aron frowned, countless sword auras had attacked!
Aron who saw that immediately activated the Soul Concentration Art to protect his entire body with spiritual power, but unfortunately he was a step too late, and the aura from the sword had already hit Aron.
Ding dang dang…..
After the sound of clothes on Aron's body becomes tattered camping and barely covers the sensitive part anymore.
However Aron's body was not injured at all, and his bronze-coloured skin faintly gleamed under the moonlight.
“It....”.
The young man held the bronze sword in his hand and froze for a moment.
Even the old man who was not far from there also widened and a look of shock was seen on his face.
Aron himself was also astonished, he saw his own body was not injured and Aron did not expect his body to have reached this level of strength.
It was worth remembering that he had not had the time to use his spiritual power to protect his body, and had only relied on his physical body to withstand that boundless sword aura attack.
“I told you, you are not worthy to fight with me...”.
Aron grinned and punched the astonished young man.
The young man immediately forgot that he was in danger and was still standing frozen, and at this moment he did not understand how his attack could not hurt a single hair on Aron's body?
Seeing Aron's punch was almost about the young man, the old man who was not far away moved: “Alright, we have no grudges against each other, why fight desperately.”
The old man waved his hand and Aron felt a powerful surge of energy coming and instantly blew away Aron's body.