The ground under Xavierlin's feet had begun to crack, but he is still insisting on it. The vastness of Abel's energy has shocked Xavierlin.
clack clack…
With the sound of cracks, the air wall in front of Xavierlin began to have tiny cracks, and then the cracks became bigger and bigger.
Xavierlin's face changed, and his figure suddenly retreated.
Whoa, whoa…
After Xavierlin's Aura Jin retreated, the Aura wall instantly turned into nothingness, and Abel's cyan sword light swung down, forcibly slashing the ring at Xavierlin's feet with a knife mark several meters long.
The blade was sharp and penetrated directly into the arena, and even the ground gave a deep pit several meters long, and the sand and gravel rolled out.
At this time, Xavierlin's body had already retreated to the edge of the ring, so he was able to escape Abel's sword light.
Looking at Xavierlin's embarrassed appearance, Abel's eyes narrowed slightly: "If I had a real treasured sword in my hand, you would have already become my dead soul at this moment…"
Xavierlin looked at Abel and did not refute it, because what Abel said was true. If Abel was not condensing his Aura as a sword at this moment, but had a real treasured sword in his hand, it would have been very difficult fir Xavierlin to hide.
"Abel, don't be too happy. I have been in seclusion for several years, and I have devoted myself to studying my Auran family's exercises. I finally broke through the realm of Votu. How could you be a great master who easily defeated…"
After Xavierlin finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body, and then the whole stadium began to blow with gusts of wind.
Xavierlin's hair was all standing tall, and his hands seemed to move as if they were dancing, grabbing randomly in the air, but Xavierlin threw it away as soon as he grabbed it. His hands that were originally empty were now blazing sharp edges.
Several feet in front of Abel were all shrouded by this edge, and the edges were like steel balls, and they went straight to Abel's vital parts.
Abel didn't dodge, and even let the sharp edges hit him.
After several hands with Xavierlin, Abel had a certain understanding of Xavierlin's strength and his body's ability to fight, so he dared not to dodge.
Townon's sharp edge hit Abel, and there was a soft sound, but Abel's body was not at all different, and there was not even a little mark on his skin.
Xavierlin said with an ugly face: "Abel, are you wearing chainmail? I have never seen anyone's body tempered so powerfully."
Abel sneered, took off the heart-protecting bronze mirror on his chest, and threw it onto the ring.
"Even if I don't wear anything, what can you do to me?"
Abel's remarks made Xavierlin lose face instantly.
Seeing that Abel actually threw the bronze mirror to the ground, Xavierlin's expression became solemn.
Since Abel dares to throw away the bronze mirror, it proves that Abel has full confidence at this moment.
Xavierlin took a deep breath and looked at Abel coldly: "Since you are this careless I'll let you taste death…"
After Xavierlin finished speaking, the aura on his body began to rise again. The terrifying pressure was centered on Xavierlin and spread to the surroundings. Xavierlin made a light move with his right hand, and the countless light spots in the sky actually gathered in his hand, as if The entire sun was controlled by Xavierlin.
Soon, the light spot in Xavierlin's hand became brighter and brighter, even surpassing the light of the sun, making everyone in the stadium unable to open their eyes.
"What kind of move did Xavierlin make? It's so terrifying…"
"It's so powerful, I feel so hot from such a distance…"
"This move, Abel can't take it, it seems that the gap in realm is difficult to make up after all!"
"It's over, Abel will lose this move…"
Everyone was discussing the power of Xavierlin's move, and the people sitting in the front row covered their eyes 1 after another.
To be continued....
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