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Juin quickly moved toward Renaud, helping Wolfe by sending fireballs to the numerous water wh.i.p.s that were heading toward Wolfe. The fireballs might not be able to completely eradicate the water wh.i.p.s, but they were able to slow the wh.i.p.s and give enough time for Wolfe to dodge them, as well as to change the directions of some of the wh.i.p.s.
Renaud, however, did not care. He just sent more water wh.i.p.s their way as he focused on building up a spell in his Soul Dimension.
"Don't ignore us!" Wolfe yelled as he slashed his claws down at Renaud. He was still a distance away from Renaud, but he did not need to be in contact with him. When he slashed down, his claws created an afterimage that grew bigger.
What was odd was that the afterimage continued to move toward Renaud.
Renaud glared at the afterimage of the claws and raised his right hand, palm facing the afterimage. A glow appeared on his palm, and water gathered around to form a hand-shaped shield in front of it.
BAM!
The claws afterimage hit the hand-shaped water shield, creating deep marks in it, as if they were both in an extremely solid state, but they were unable to pierce through.
"A solid afterimage?" Renaud frowned slightly. He had never heard of this skill.
And he wasn't the only one who was surprised.
The spectators, as well as Juin, who had yet to see Wolfe fight before, gasped out loud.
Wolfe was unperturbed, and he slashed three more times, sending three afterimages toward Wolfe. The afterimages hit the hand-shaped water shield, and with each hit, the marks on the water shield got deeper and deeper, as if they were pushing through it with each attack.
"Luca!" Wolfe yelled as he descended lower and lower in air.
Luca slashed another whip toward him, creating another invisible block below Wolfe's foot.
Stepping on the block, Wolfe jumped up to an even higher point. He then looked down and yelled, "Sterling's Ultimate Palm!", as he slashed toward Renaud.
The afterimage this time was ten times larger than before, and it created a shadow effect, covering all the three person who was standing in the air below Wolfe.
"It's silver!" some spectators yelled out as they pointed at the gigantic claws.
"Do you still think that my kids will lose, Your Majesty?" President Presley asked with a polite smile.
"You'll see…" the king replied with an equally polite smile.
The two of them watched as the huge afterimage descended upon Crown Prince Renaud, while fireballs and wind blades attacked him from below.
Meanwhile, at one of the spectator seats, the luxuriously dressed young man smirked and mumbled to himself, "Renaud, are you going to use your ultimate power on these kids?"
He was right.
Renaud was building an extremely complicated spell in his Soul Dimension, and this was a spell that should not be used in a sparring match, but it seemed like the Crown Prince was cornered and had no choice.
The palm, the wind blades, and the fireballs hit Renaud at the same time, creating a loud explosion that sent violent ripples in all directions, breaking the Wind Cage that Luca created while throwing all three of them back in different directions.
The explosion created by the meeting of three very different elemental states also created a lot of dust-like small particles that partially blocked their views.
"Did we get him?" Juin thought after flipping in midair and coming to a stop by kicking the protective ward. He then pushed himself forward slightly, using his soul power to keep himself in midair.
With his eyes narrowed, he tried to see through the billowing of the dust-like particles, but the cloud of dust-like particles around the point of impact was too thick for him to see through. All he could see was that there was a shadow of something huge inside the cloud.
And he knew one thing. The fireballs he sent out were gone, with not even a flicker of flame in sight.
Wolfe was dangled upside down as he was sent flying upward by the explosion and was using his claws to clutch onto the protective ward. "Something is not right… Mine is a physical attack, so there should be blood."
Luca was the quietest. Once he righted himself in midair, he narrowed his eyes at Renaud and shook his head. He knew that they did not hurt the Crown Prince, if at all.
"ROAAAAAAARRRRR!!!"
A ear-splitting roar that erupted from within the billowing dust-like particles caused everyone, especially the three teenage boys, to be on full alert.
"What's that?!!!" Wolfe yelled as his ears twitched wildly. Even with his soul shield up, his ears, which were s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e to begin with, still hurt badly.
…
On one of the spectator seat sides, Cyrus clamped his hands tightly against his ears as he yelled, "Stop that! Stop that! It hurts!"
He wanted to roar back; his eyes turned from normal human eyes to slits, and he had to look down to avoid exposing himself to others. Unable to take it anymore, he rushed out of the royal arena, along with some of the spectators who could not take the loud noise anymore.
There was almost a stampede as those who were weaker and couldn't create shields to protect their ears had to escape from the pain. Some of them were even carried out by others.
"ROAAAAAARRRR!"
A huge gust of wind appeared next to Luca and was sent toward the direction of the roar, clearing off the dust-like particles that blocked everyone's view.
"What…" Juin gasped.
"The…" Wolfe's eyes widened when he saw the creature that was roaring. "F.u.c.k…"
"A dragon!" a spectator who stayed behind yelled as he stood up and went closer to the protective ward to look at it.
"Are my eyes deceiving me?!"
"The rumors are true! Our Crown Prince has a dragon!"
"Is that a Spirit Beast or a Soul Beast?"
"Wait wait wait…" someone yelled. "No, that's neither!!!"
The last person who spoke was telling the truth; the dragon was not a spirit beast nor a soul beast.
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Juin quickly moved toward Renaud, helping Wolfe by sending fireballs to the numerous water wh.i.p.s that were heading toward Wolfe. The fireballs might not be able to completely eradicate the water wh.i.p.s, but they were able to slow the wh.i.p.s and give enough time for Wolfe to dodge them, as well as to change the directions of some of the wh.i.p.s.
Renaud, however, did not care. He just sent more water wh.i.p.s their way as he focused on building up a spell in his Soul Dimension.
"Don't ignore us!" Wolfe yelled as he slashed his claws down at Renaud. He was still a distance away from Renaud, but he did not need to be in contact with him. When he slashed down, his claws created an afterimage that grew bigger.
What was odd was that the afterimage continued to move toward Renaud.
Renaud glared at the afterimage of the claws and raised his right hand, palm facing the afterimage. A glow appeared on his palm, and water gathered around to form a hand-shaped shield in front of it.
BAM!
The claws afterimage hit the hand-shaped water shield, creating deep marks in it, as if they were both in an extremely solid state, but they were unable to pierce through.
"A solid afterimage?" Renaud frowned slightly. He had never heard of this skill.
And he wasn't the only one who was surprised.
The spectators, as well as Juin, who had yet to see Wolfe fight before, gasped out loud.
Wolfe was unperturbed, and he slashed three more times, sending three afterimages toward Wolfe. The afterimages hit the hand-shaped water shield, and with each hit, the marks on the water shield got deeper and deeper, as if they were pushing through it with each attack.
"Luca!" Wolfe yelled as he descended lower and lower in air.
Luca slashed another whip toward him, creating another invisible block below Wolfe's foot.
Stepping on the block, Wolfe jumped up to an even higher point. He then looked down and yelled, "Sterling's Ultimate Palm!", as he slashed toward Renaud.
The afterimage this time was ten times larger than before, and it created a shadow effect, covering all the three person who was standing in the air below Wolfe.
"It's silver!" some spectators yelled out as they pointed at the gigantic claws.
"Do you still think that my kids will lose, Your Majesty?" President Presley asked with a polite smile.
"You'll see…" the king replied with an equally polite smile.
The two of them watched as the huge afterimage descended upon Crown Prince Renaud, while fireballs and wind blades attacked him from below.
Meanwhile, at one of the spectator seats, the luxuriously dressed young man smirked and mumbled to himself, "Renaud, are you going to use your ultimate power on these kids?"
He was right.
Renaud was building an extremely complicated spell in his Soul Dimension, and this was a spell that should not be used in a sparring match, but it seemed like the Crown Prince was cornered and had no choice.
The palm, the wind blades, and the fireballs hit Renaud at the same time, creating a loud explosion that sent violent ripples in all directions, breaking the Wind Cage that Luca created while throwing all three of them back in different directions.
The explosion created by the meeting of three very different elemental states also created a lot of dust-like small particles that partially blocked their views.
"Did we get him?" Juin thought after flipping in midair and coming to a stop by kicking the protective ward. He then pushed himself forward slightly, using his soul power to keep himself in midair.
With his eyes narrowed, he tried to see through the billowing of the dust-like particles, but the cloud of dust-like particles around the point of impact was too thick for him to see through. All he could see was that there was a shadow of something huge inside the cloud.
And he knew one thing. The fireballs he sent out were gone, with not even a flicker of flame in sight.
Wolfe was dangled upside down as he was sent flying upward by the explosion and was using his claws to clutch onto the protective ward. "Something is not right… Mine is a physical attack, so there should be blood."
Luca was the quietest. Once he righted himself in midair, he narrowed his eyes at Renaud and shook his head. He knew that they did not hurt the Crown Prince, if at all.
"ROAAAAAAARRRRR!!!"
A ear-splitting roar that erupted from within the billowing dust-like particles caused everyone, especially the three teenage boys, to be on full alert.
"What's that?!!!" Wolfe yelled as his ears twitched wildly. Even with his soul shield up, his ears, which were s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e to begin with, still hurt badly.
…
On one of the spectator seat sides, Cyrus clamped his hands tightly against his ears as he yelled, "Stop that! Stop that! It hurts!"
He wanted to roar back; his eyes turned from normal human eyes to slits, and he had to look down to avoid exposing himself to others. Unable to take it anymore, he rushed out of the royal arena, along with some of the spectators who could not take the loud noise anymore.
There was almost a stampede as those who were weaker and couldn't create shields to protect their ears had to escape from the pain. Some of them were even carried out by others.
"ROAAAAAARRRR!"
A huge gust of wind appeared next to Luca and was sent toward the direction of the roar, clearing off the dust-like particles that blocked everyone's view.
"What…" Juin gasped.
"The…" Wolfe's eyes widened when he saw the creature that was roaring. "F.u.c.k…"
"A dragon!" a spectator who stayed behind yelled as he stood up and went closer to the protective ward to look at it.
"Are my eyes deceiving me?!"
"The rumors are true! Our Crown Prince has a dragon!"
"Is that a Spirit Beast or a Soul Beast?"
"Wait wait wait…" someone yelled. "No, that's neither!!!"
The last person who spoke was telling the truth; the dragon was not a spirit beast nor a soul beast.
Juin quickly moved toward Renaud, helping Wolfe by sending fireballs to the numerous water wh.i.p.s that were heading toward Wolfe. The fireballs might not be able to completely eradicate the water wh.i.p.s, but they were able to slow the wh.i.p.s and give enough time for Wolfe to dodge them, as well as to change the directions of some of the wh.i.p.s. Renaud, however, did not care. He just sent more water wh.i.p.s their way as he focused on building up a spell in his Soul Dimension. "Don't ignore us!" Wolfe yelled as he slashed his claws down at Renaud. He was still a distance away from Renaud, but he did not need to be in contact with him. When he slashed down, his claws created an afterimage that grew bigger. What was odd was that the afterimage continued to move toward Renaud. Renaud glared at the afterimage of the claws and raised his right hand, palm facing the afterimage. A glow appeared on his palm, and water gathered around to form a hand-shaped shield in front of it. BAM! The claws afterimage hit the hand-shaped water shield, creating deep marks in it, as if they were both in an extremely solid state, but they were unable to pierce through. "A solid afterimage?" Renaud frowned slightly. He had never heard of this skill. And he wasn't the only one who was surprised. The spectators, as well as Juin, who had yet to see Wolfe fight before, gasped out loud. Wolfe was unperturbed, and he slashed three more times, sending three afterimages toward Wolfe. The afterimages hit the hand-shaped water shield, and with each hit, the marks on the water shield got deeper and deeper, as if they were pushing through it with each attack. "Luca!" Wolfe yelled as he descended lower and lower in air. Luca slashed another whip toward him, creating another invisible block below Wolfe's foot. Stepping on the block, Wolfe jumped up to an even higher point. He then looked down and yelled, "Sterling's Ultimate Palm!", as he slashed toward Renaud. The afterimage this time was ten times larger than before, and it created a shadow effect, covering all the three person who was standing in the air below Wolfe. "It's silver!" some spectators yelled out as they pointed at the gigantic claws. "Do you still think that my kids will lose, Your Majesty?" President Presley asked with a polite smile. "You'll see" the king replied with an equally polite smile. The two of them watched as the huge afterimage descended upon Crown Prince Renaud, while fireballs and wind blades attacked him from below. Meanwhile, at one of the spectator seats, the luxuriously dressed young man smirked and mumbled to himself, "Renaud, are you going to use your ultimate power on these kids?" He was right. Renaud was building an extremely complicated spell in his Soul Dimension, and this was a spell that should not be used in a sparring match, but it seemed like the Crown Prince was cornered and had no choice. The palm, the wind blades, and the fireballs hit Renaud at the same time, creating a loud explosion that sent violent ripples in all directions, breaking the Wind Cage that Luca created while throwing all three of them back in different directions. The explosion created by the meeting of three very different elemental states also created a lot of dust-like small particles that partially blocked their views. "Did we get him?" Juin thought after flipping in midair and coming to a stop by kicking the protective ward. He then pushed himself forward slightly, using his soul power to keep himself in midair. With his eyes narrowed, he tried to see through the billowing of the dust-like particles, but the cloud of dust-like particles around the point of impact was too thick for him to see through. All he could see was that there was a shadow of something huge inside the cloud. And he knew one thing. The fireballs he sent out were gone, with not even a flicker of flame in sight. Wolfe was dangled upside down as he was sent flying upward by the explosion and was using his claws to clutch onto the protective ward. "Something is not right Mine is a physical attack, so there should be blood." Luca was the quietest. Once he righted himself in midair, he narrowed his eyes at Renaud and shook his head. He knew that they did not hurt the Crown Prince, if at all. "ROAAAAAAARRRRR!!!" A ear-splitting roar that erupted from within the billowing dust-like particles caused everyone, especially the three teenage boys, to be on full alert. "What's that?!!!" Wolfe yelled as his ears twitched wildly. Even with his soul shield up, his ears, which were s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e to begin with, still hurt badly. On one of the spectator seat sides, Cyrus clamped his hands tightly against his ears as he yelled, "Stop that! Stop that! It hurts!" He wanted to roar back; his eyes turned from normal human eyes to slits, and he had to look down to avoid exposing himself to others. Unable to take it anymore, he rushed out of the royal arena, along with some of the spectators who could not take the loud noise anymore. There was almost a stampede as those who were weaker and couldn't create shields to protect their ears had to escape from the pain. Some of them were even carried out by others. "ROAAAAAARRRR!" A huge gust of wind appeared next to Luca and was sent toward the direction of the roar, clearing off the dust-like particles that blocked everyone's view. "What" Juin gasped. "The" Wolfe's eyes widened when he saw the creature that was roaring. "F.u.c.k" "A dragon!" a spectator who stayed behind yelled as he stood up and went closer to the protective ward to look at it. "Are my eyes deceiving me?!" "The rumors are true! Our Crown Prince has a dragon!" "Is that a Spirit Beast or a Soul Beast?" "Wait wait wait" someone yelled. "No, that's neither!!!" The last person who spoke was telling the truth; the dragon was not a spirit beast nor a soul beast.
