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"What...?" Cecil's face turned red, filled not with surprise or fear, but with endless anger. After all, he was among the top thirty-six competitors, possessing his own pride and dignity. How could he swallow this insult from Clarence?
Before Cecil could react, a tremendous aura emanated from Clarence, sweeping across the arena. At the same time, powerful energy radiated from his skin, shining like gold and transforming into an illusory image of a golden dragon that roared and soared above Clarence's head, its presence overwhelming.
As the golden dragon appeared, many in the crowd near the arena changed color, staring at Clarence in shock.
"The top combat technique inherited from the Duchy Royal Family—Dragon God Seal! This is the Dragon God Seal... It is said that this technique is as precious as a Secret Technique, and since it cannot be inscribed in a Skill Book, one can only comprehend it through personal insight...
I originally thought that no one in the Duchy Royal Family could master the Dragon God Seal anymore. I never expected that Clarence would possess such talent to comprehend the dragon god's illusion on his own. Terrifying... truly terrifying..." A rugged middle-aged man dressed as an officer exclaimed in astonishment.
"Dragon God Seal...? What kind of combat technique is this?"
"As far as I know, once the Dragon God Seal is activated, it can amplify one's internal energy by up to thirty percent. If cultivated to the ninth level, it can amplify internal energy threefold... However, within the Duchy Royal Family, there is only a broken stone tablet that records its cultivation method. Understanding it is already difficult, let alone enhancing its power."
Most of the crowd displayed expressions of shock upon seeing the dragon god illusion and began to discuss among themselves.
In a building nearby, Habea III smiled with appreciation upon witnessing his son unleash the Dragon God Seal.
The White-Bearded Elder guarding him spoke up: "The Fifth Prince truly is a rare talent in a century. Among all of His Majesty's offspring, only the Fifth Prince has grasped the application of the Dragon God Seal. With this move, he will undoubtedly earn great honor for our Crook Duchy in front of many judges from Holy Light Academy."
Habea III laughed heartily at these words.
"I wonder what combat skills this person has learned... Given his might, he must have some background. I need to ask Kalandor and others about him later." Bu squinted slightly; although Clarence could not match him in rank, his top-tier amplification equipment and combat skills allowed him to surpass others of the same level and engage in battles beyond his rank.
In terms of combat skills, Bu had no advantage. Although Ethereal Thirteen Swords had strong attack power, if countered by an enemy, it would backfire and injure himself.
When it came to amplification equipment, Bu felt even more inferior; even his Fine Grade Azure Morning Sword paled in comparison to Clarence's clearly Excellence Level battle axe. This gap made Bu feel quite aggrieved.
"Fortunately... my rank is higher than his, and I have Bloodline Transformation as a powerful weapon... When this kid faces me later, I should still be able to take him down." Bu stroked his chin while fantasizing about how to beat Clarence into submission and strip him of all his good equipment for himself.
The crowd below buzzed with excitement while the duel above heated up.
Clarence was already a Quasi-Mid-Level expert whose strength ranked among the top five competitors. Now that he had activated the Dragon God Seal and amplified his internal energy by thirty percent, he had become a frenzied fighting machine; anyone who stood in his way would be overwhelmed!
Underneath the roaring giant golden dragon illusion above him, he charged forward like a raging bull, wielding his Giant Battle Axe that shone with dazzling golden light—like a war god reborn, conquering all directions.
The sharp and terrifying Giant Battle Axe swung with incredible power and astonishing speed.
With a single swing of the axe, a thunderous sound echoed through the air as the massive wide-bladed battle axe transformed into a blur, striking down with incredible force. Startled, Cecil quickly raised his great sword to block.
The ground of the Arena shook violently as if struck by a terrifying weight, sending clouds of dust into the air.
The Black Basalt ground beneath Cecil shattered into powder, and he was forced back several steps by Clarence's strike, his face pale. Clearly, the recoil from that blow had severely injured him.
Suppressing the urge to spit out blood, Cecil looked at Clarence, who was advancing with heavy steps. Fear filled his eyes, but he knew he had to hold on. Given the three strikes Clarence had proclaimed, there was no way he could concede defeat now.
Unleashing his Sword Technique, Cecil's red cloak billowed as he expended all his energy. The two-meter-long sword in his hand glimmered like Thor's shield, radiating an endless blue light. As he swung it, countless blue sword blades danced around him like flickering lightning.
Clarence, however, showed no signs of retreat. With a cold smirk, he brought down his enormous golden battle axe. Above him, a massive golden dragon phantom dove down, merging with the axe in his hand to unleash a powerful strike.
The Giant Battle Axe, fused with the golden dragon, resembled the scorching sun of summer. In contrast, Cecil's numerous blue sword blades were like winter snow. Upon contact, the blue blades rapidly dissipated and could not hinder Clarence's attack in the slightest.
With a deafening crash, the giant axe struck Cecil's great sword with immense force. A wave of power surged like an ocean tide, sending Cecil's sword flying from his grasp. Clarence pressed on relentlessly; with a third strike descending at high speed and an unstoppable momentum that seemed capable of splitting mountains.
At that moment when Clarence delivered his final blow—the third strike—Cecil's body was cleaved in two and slowly fell to the ground, filling the Arena with a pungent smell of blood.
After a moment of shocked silence following a girl's scream from the crowd, everyone was left in awe of Clarence's overwhelming strength. The Divine Dragon mark activated as he executed three strikes—each faster and more brutal than the last—resulting in Cecil being sliced cleanly in half.
Such a bloody and ruthless display deeply shocked everyone present. The duel had ended in just three strikes.
This was not because Cecil was weak; rather, it was due to Clarence's overwhelming strength. The Fifth Prince of the Duchy Royal Family possessed Quasi-Mid-Level power and was equipped with top-tier Amplification Equipment and an extremely sharp Dragon God Seal—each aspect highlighting just how formidable Clarence truly was, far exceeding others of his rank and capable of killing opponents above his level.
"Match result: Contestant Clarence wins in Arena Two," announced Ankiro calmly from atop twelve stone pillars while wearing a golden crown.
Cecil, who had been brutally killed by Clarence, was one of Ankiro's contestants. Yet even so, Ankiro showed no sign of emotion regarding Cecil's death.
"This fellow hasn't shown his full strength... He must have deeper hidden techniques... However, compared to Clarence, Gaia is my primary concern," Bu Xin thought as he watched Clarence slowly exit the Arena.
Despite Clarence's formidable strength, Bu Xin felt confident he could defeat him even if there were hidden techniques involved.
This wasn't arrogance; it was intuition. Although Bu Xin sensed some threat from Clarence, it wasn't enough to harm him. Even if that threat were magnified tenfold, it would only result in serious injury for Bu Xin.
To him, injury meant nothing; his powerful Vampire Physique rendered him immune to any wounds. After leaving the Arena and taking a pill, he would recover to peak condition without affecting subsequent matches.
Thus, the only person Bu Xin truly feared was Gaia.
Gaia hails from the Arthur Royal Family and possesses Mid-Level strength. As the heir to the Arthur Royal Family, he has access to top-tier Combat Skills and Amplification Equipment, and he has also learned Secret Techniques, allowing him to surpass many in energy cultivation.
Therefore, despite Bu's provocative words and disdain towards Gaia, he does not truly underestimate him but rather views him as the strongest opponent in the Peak Showdown.
As he contemplates this, the second round of eight matches is nearing its end, with only two contestants left on Arena One, fiercely battling each other—Chester and Elena.
Elena poisoned and killed Bert, which skyrocketed her notoriety among the contestants. However, this fame is not due to her strength but rather her underhanded tactics.
Out of Thirty-Six Contestants, only four have died due to mutual sabotage, and one of those was killed by the seemingly delicate Elena.
Before this, who could have imagined that beneath Elena's innocent appearance lies a heart as venomous as a snake?
On Arena One, energy surged within Chester as he wielded dual blades with relentless precision. Sweat beaded on his forehead as the white blade light flashed like a white crane taking flight, continuously slashing towards Elena.
Faced with Chester's all-out assault, Elena's frail figure resembled a small boat bobbing in a vast sea. Despite her long whip dancing tirelessly in her hands—infusing such strong energy that even hard Black Basalt could be marked—against the frenzied onslaught of blades raining down like a silver galaxy, Elena's whip seemed as weak as willow catkins in spring.
Her pink attire clung tightly to her body due to sweat, and blood flowed from her delicate arms gripping the whip, with several deep gashes from the blade's energy visible and shocking.
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