Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 115 The Battle to Establish Prestige
The moment humans take up arms, it means embarking on the path of evolution.

Skilled use of weapons is equivalent to having an extra limb that does not feel pain. From being inferior to medium-sized beasts, to being able to threaten large beasts, the combat power has increased several times, and it has jumped to the top of the food chain.

Regardless of the inheritance of any mainstream noble, the importance of using weapons is always greater than fighting with bare hands, and the Blue Rose family is no exception.

Since childhood, Tai'an's swordsmanship has been strictly trained by his father Tyron and grandfather Taylor, laying a solid foundation. He often participates in hunting in the Misty Mountains and has rich practical experience.

However, perhaps due to his strong physical fitness, his swordsmanship has never been gorgeous.

A straight-forward style, mostly relying on strength and speed to crush opponents.

Today's fighting methods mostly rely on the combat intuition of the immortal state. There are no complicated routines or moves, and it relies more on reaction and instinct.

"Let's go together!"

The super-level magic swordsman who escaped from the hotel roared, his body burning with arrogance and blue-white electric light, and his activated fighting spirit released an astonishing momentum.

Most people who can enter the super level are geniuses.

Ortom was confident that even if the opponent was from the Sanctuary, he could rely on the special nature of the thunder-attribute battle energy to survive for a few rounds. He raised his sword and tried to receive the opponent's mediocre slashes.

The irresistible force crushed down...

The bones of the young swordsman with blue and white hair exploded instantly, like porcelain encountered in a hydraulic press, and his body turned into a puddle of mud from top to bottom.

"Lord Ortom!"

"Run quickly, the opponent is Sanctuary!"

The onlookers who were ready to move were in an uproar.

A super strong man cannot block a single move from the front. Only the strong men in the holy realm can do this.

But why would the powerful Zhenguo attack them?

The great figures who stand high in the clouds, even among the top nobles in the kingdom, are all well-deserved leaders, and the absolute pinnacle of human strength...

Tai'an didn't give them time to think. Before the sword edge touched the ground, his figure flashed.

Moving at a speed close to that of sound, everything in front of me seemed to be at a standstill.

The men's frightened expressions and the movements of drawing swords seemed to be frozen, and the cracks on the ground beneath their feet were slowly spreading like spider webs.

"die!"

It was cut into two parts from top to bottom, and a figure passed through it. A terrifying sonic boom was produced wherever it passed, and four people in a line exploded at the same time.

The frightened screams were all left behind.

quick! Faster!

Tai'an realized that wind resistance would affect the speed and put a burden on the physical body, so he used his mental power to open a near-vacuum channel in front of him, and his speed was once again increased!
The blood rain that was frozen in the sky and falling slowly never stained the clothes.

Now that you have decided to take action, you should naturally go all out.

For a time, the absolute strength he displayed shocked all the powerful men who were secretly paying attention.

Figures leaped in all directions, exploding in the air, and their complete bodies turned into a rain of blood and broken bones.

Brutal and violent killings are purely crushing by absolute strength.

Open parking lot not far away.

In the carriage driver's seat, the elder Sister Gresa, who was waiting for the return of the children, her teeth chattering violently, shook the reins hurriedly: "Haha, it was really lively today. My Lord, it's a good thing I didn't go in..."

"The struggle between the nobles is really tragic!" A sigh came from among the night watchmen standing on the rooftop in the distance. "Lord Ulton, are you not going to take action?" On the side, the young night watchman couldn't help but talk too much.

"I probably can't stop it even with my life! There are differences in the Holy Land. How can I, an old man, fight against a young man..."

"You look very young." The female disciple was puzzled.

In everyone's eyes, Ulton has always been a young man in his thirties, who seems to have more peers than elders.

"Hey, I feel old!"

Who would fight for a group of fallen nobles? Wouldn't helping them harm more people in the future?

Ulton shook his head and moved his neck: "The great nobles in the north are really powerful! You should be careful of the Blue Rose family in the future. Their warrior experience may be more rich than those in the arena."

"Yes, teacher!" The female night watchman responded respectfully.

Yeyu Hotel.

The battle raged, and a group of strong men besieged Oveska.

Defender James has half the strength of the Holy Realm and is the strongest among the guests present.

The dark red fighting spirit perfectly combines the dual attributes of fire and darkness, and is extremely destructive. It is extremely powerful with every movement, and has the power to easily tear the earth apart. Even the load-bearing columns in the hotel lobby were affected.

The whole building was shaking in the fierce fighting...

With the blessing of the twelve-piece inscription suit, James' physical functions have been improved in all aspects, and his combat power is far better than that of the same level. As a representative of the Nanshi family, he often has the opportunity to compete with the strong men of the sanctuary to hone his martial arts skills. He can basically fight the naked Dark Sword Saint Lucas for a hundred rounds without losing.

Despite this, James is also in danger when playing against Oveska. The opponent's movements are too weird, often making moves that humans simply cannot do, and using various tricky angles to attack.

He was stabbed in the arm and struck in the shoulder. The waist was penetrated and injured, and extreme negative energy spread up and down the body. The muscles in the injured area lose activity and the kidneys become necrotic.

His strength began to weaken, his movements were no longer flexible and coherent, and the situation became extremely bad.

"Damn it, come out and fight if you can!"

James waved the inscribed sword in his hand to force Oveska back, and rushed towards the broken floor-to-ceiling glass without looking back.

The moonlight from the outside world was close at hand, shining on his face.

The next second, the expression of escaping from death was frozen. Before he died, the words of his master seemed to ring in his ears.

Warrior, never turn your back to the enemy...

The tall and burly figure of the city defense army garrison fell heavily to the ground. His pupils were dilated and his heart felt empty.

Unfortunately, we are still one step away from the true sanctuary. Otherwise, there might be a chance of resurrection...

The strong men in the holy realm are the true heritage of the great nobles.

They can be defeated, but they will never die! Unless one day the soul and will cannot be condensed, it means complete disappearance...

The reason why the Finger of Death is so frightening is that it can directly affect the soul level.

Destroy the compatibility between the soul and the body of the powerful people in the sanctuary, causing their souls to be incomplete. After losing the state of unity of soul and body, the body cloned from the altar cannot be regenerated.

James' death created a limited breakout time, and the remaining few people fled from all directions without looking back.

There are no more spiritual coordinates in the field.

Oveska had a tacit understanding and pursued Tai'an in different directions.

(End of this chapter)