The Three-Word Battle Armor Master hovered above the arena, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the field without much emotion.
His gaze constantly drifted involuntarily toward the distant horizon, where the energy collisions were becoming increasingly violent.
The golden sword light almost seemed to split the sky of Bright Capital apart.
"This match... really isn't much to look at anymore." He whispered to himself, his voice full of melancholy. "Compared to the battle over there, it's just child's play."
...Arthur was already fighting the two Evil Douluos to a frenzy.
In an instant, the three of them collided countless times.
After the Bartender sacrificed his Demonic Puppets, his strength skyrocketed to the Peak of a Level 94 Titled Douluo, extremely close to a Super Douluo.
This was a desperate method.
After this battle ended, he would die.
But before that.
He wanted to take Arthur down with him!
Black mist surged around him, and chains like maggots on a bone clung tightly to Arthur's limbs, tearing away a piece of flesh with every pull.
The Bone Dragon's offensive was even more fierce and peerless. Its pale bone wings swept across, and the poison on its bone claws was difficult to completely isolate even with spatial power.
None of the experts in Bright Capital took action.
Arthur's future invincibility was already visible to the naked eye, and this was definitely not what the various factions wanted to see.
They watched from the sidelines; some wanted to see Arthur's limits, while others didn't know if they should help.
Some even hoped the Evil Soul Masters would kill Arthur.
In their view, perhaps Arthur dying at the hands of the Evil Soul Masters now would be the best outcome for all factions.
Arthur's one-word battle armor was already riddled with holes, and dark green poison seeped into his skin through the cracks, bringing bone-eroding pain.
His expression was calm, his combat rhythm not affected in the slightest, even becoming increasingly refined.
He was constantly improving.
The final technique of the Instant Light Meteorite: Sky Strike.
Unlike ground combat, aerial combat was more complex, with the addition of up and down directions.
Sky Strike was an aerial combat method born for this purpose. Furthermore, Agravaine had incorporated the Dragon Sparrow Sky Strike, which was derived from his own ninth Spirit Ability.
The holy sword's light remained intense. Every swing was incredibly precise, forcing the Bartender and the Bone Dragon to temporarily avoid its edge.
"Kid, die!" The Bartender's eyes were bloodshot; he knew his time was running out.
The black mist suddenly condensed, turning into a giant skull. Inside the skull's mouth, blackish-red Soul Power swirled frantically, actually condensing into a black sphere containing an aura of destruction.
"Nether Annihilation!"
The black sphere tore through the air, the space collapsing inch by inch wherever it passed.
The Bone Dragon also coordinated to launch its strongest strike. Its pale bone wings folded, its massive body expanded once more, and its dragon mouth spat out a dark green energy beam.
Together with the black sphere, it formed a pincer attack, sealing off all of Arthur's space to dodge.
Killing intent came from all directions, but there wasn't a hint of fear in Arthur's eyes.
"Instant Light Meteorite: Sky Strike!"
The entire sky of Bright Capital seemed to have a frame removed, turning dark for an instant.
The light of that instant gathered at the tip of the holy sword.
Forming a tiny, almost imperceptible point of light.
The point of light drifted out gently.
It made contact with the black sphere and the dark green beam.
*Boom!!!*
A deafening roar resounded through heaven and earth.
The moment the point of light touched the two energies, it turned from calm to violent.
A terrifying shockwave swept out like a tsunami.
Dazzling light lit up the sky above Bright Capital. The watching experts activated their Soul Power to protect the city below.
At the center of the energy collision, the light was so blinding that one couldn't look directly at it... On the match arena of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, the Three-Word Battle Armor Master, who was watching intently, frowned.
Not good!
From the center of the three colliding energies, a meteor flew out, falling straight toward the center of the arena.
The protective barrier covering the arena couldn't stop it for even a moment. The meteor smashed down hard, kicking up a vast cloud of dust.
The match was interrupted.
Everyone looked at the center of the swirling dust with uncertainty.
The Three-Word Battle Armor Master hovered above the dust, extending his Soul Power to sweep away the dust filling the air.
In the dust, a thin figure lay on the ground, the holy sword propped against the ground beside him, the golden light on the blade slightly dimmed.
Arthur's one-word battle armor hung tattered on his body, and his exposed skin was covered with dark green patterns—traces of the poison spreading.
There was also a large hole in his chest.
To others, his current aura was as weak as a candle in the wind.
"Everyone's here... *cough, cough*."
"Arthur!"
Na'er, Gu Yue, Xu Xiaoyan, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, Wu Siduo, Ye Xinglan, and the others—everyone rushed forward.
Na'er's voice carried a sob as she was the first to pounce to Arthur's side. The aura of the Golden Dragon King spread out without reservation, a soft golden halo enveloping Arthur to suppress the spreading poison within him.
"It's nothing, merely a fatal wound." Arthur waved his hand while being held in Na'er's arms.
Any ordinary Soul Master would have died eight hundred times over.
But for Arthur, it was indeed just a minor injury.
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