Chapter 172 The Tenth Battle (1/2)

Standing in the arena, the middle-aged drunk man was well prepared, sending out an invincible power fiercely, much like a king of beasts baring his teeth.

'I have to say… there's no doubt he's a strong opponent. Fine, then. Let us fight and see who will be left laughing in the end, ' Darren thought to himself as he wholly felt his rival's power.

Though the drunk man could be considered a strong cultivator, Darren could tell that he was still weaker than Bruce. With that in mind, Darren made his move. The moment he launched his attack with the blade, overwhelming blade intent darted toward his opponent violently. The next moment, Darren flashed in the air and disappeared entirely.

The man, still seemingly drunk, continued waving his jug casually and taking swigs out of it.

Little did the crowd know that it was exactly those seemingly casual waving movements that blocked Darren's blade intent.

Since Darren had already predicted that the man wouldn't get hurt easily by his blade intent, the attack was never his main intention. While the blade intent stalled him, Darren secretly sneaked up behind his opponent.

”Cracking Attack!

Profound Nine Sword Skills!”

Without any reservation, Darren attacked using blade and sword—he had the best timing.

The power utilizing blade and sword intents together was at least a ten times more formidable attack than using any of them alone.

Surprise flashed across the middle-aged man's face. The overwhelming power shocked him enough into finally taking the battle seriously.

In an instantaneous burst, the man darted forward and kicked the jug into the air. With that, the burning fire surrounded the jug, splitting in the air before gathering together above the arena like streams merging into a river.

The man then began changing his position and launching various strikes in almost every corner of the stage, much like an invisible spirit. His every strike summoned such strong power that it could even kill a cultivator at the top level of the Mysterious Realm.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Deafening noises resounded in the air, loud and clear.

Countless collisions between sword and blade flashed as the middle-aged man transformed. It was a truly violent and fierce fight. Although the protection set around the arena had diminished the impact, the surrounding building was still shaking under the immense power.

”You sure are looking for death!” the man shouted angrily. It was made evident that Darren was a tough guy to deal with. In this way, his determination to kill Darren was stronger more than ever.

”Stop speaking nonsense! Let's see who'll be laughing at the end!”

Covered by his black armor, Darren shouted back. Apart from continuing to summon blade and sword intent in a frenzy, Darren secretly summoned a trace of demonic internal force.