Chapter 1707


    His face was pale, and there was blood trickling down his lips.


    “What in the...”


    Everyone''s eyes were glued to the battle. James’ move was so terrifying that they thought Sergio would be killed. However, they


    did not expect someone to appear in the nick of time and deflected James’ Fourteen Heavenly Swords, thereby saving Sergio in


    the process.


    At that moment, even the First Blood Emperor was confused.This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    “Who is he? Is he a hidden powerful martial artist in our n? How terrifying could he be to withstand that attack?”


    If even the First Blood Emperor was in a state of confusion, there was no way others would know the identity of the man.


    “T-Thank you, Father,” Sergio spoke.


    At that moment, realization dawned on everyone''s faces. He was Hand Walchelin, the father of Sergio Walchelin and the son


    of the Dragon yer Kaiden Walchelin. He was a ninth-rank martial artist. However, he had let his guard down. He did not


    expect James’ move to be this powerful.


    At that moment, he had suffered some injuries. His Blood Energy churned, and blood trickled down his lips.


    Leaning against the Primordial Dragon yer, James slowly stood up and looked at Hand, uttering word by word, “What is the


    meaning of this? Are you two now ganging up on me? If so, I''ll have to call for help.”


    After he said that, he scanned his surroundings. Then, he spotted Sky. “How much longer do you intend to hide, Sky?”


    Upon hearing this, Sky slowly walked toward James and looked at him, asking, “Are you fine?”


    Just a moment ago, James performed the Fourteen Heavenly Swords and caused great destruction. Even though he was


    standing a distance away, he could still feel a shiver running down his spine. If he confronted James head-on, there was no way


    he could block the attack.


    James’ move could annihte all martial artists who were below the ninth rank. Since the member of the Blood Race managed to


    deflect the attack, that could only mean that he was a ninth-rank martial artist.


    Upon thinking about this, Sky took a deep breath.


    Ninth rank...


    How terrifying...


    Even afterbining his strength with James, he might not stand a chance against them. After all, James’ True Energy was


    completely depleted. At the moment, he was no different from an ordinary man.


    However, James knew he could not fall in such circumstances. Gathering his strength, he raised the Primordial Dragon de


    and said smilingly, “Of course I’m fine. Looks like the Blood Race has some really powerful martial artists. That man is possibly a


    ninth-rank grandmaster. We have to work together and annihte them all.”


    “Great!” Sky cried out.


    At that moment, Hand’s expression turned grim. He never expected James to be capable of injuring him.


    How could a youngster be this powerful? If even a youngster was this powerful, he found it hard to imagine how unbelievably


    insane the ninth-rank martial artists were.


    At that moment, he did not wish to


    prolong the battle. That was the


    Blood Race’s primanyabigcticed ttley


    aired tortuch th Sdtean martial


    artists against the other, while they


    stood by the sidelines and reaped all


    the benefits for themselves. Please


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    However, no ninth-rank martial artists from Sol came. Only a handful of eighth-rank martial artists participated in the tournament.


    It seemed that he had no choice but to hand the dragon blood over to James.


    After a brief moment of thinking,


    Hand smiled and said, “Surely you


    jest! We aren''t ganging up on yo


    only intervened to save Sergto''S e.


    giyne gol efeated him, you''re now


    the most powerful individual in the


    world. Naturally, the Blood Race will


    hold up our end of the bargain and


    hand over the dragon''s blood and


    information on the dragon''s


    whereabouts to you.” Please read the


    original content at NovelDrama.Org.


    Since this was how things had developed, the Blood Race could only turn to n B—handing over the dragon’s blood and


    turning the Solean martial artists against each other.


    Once they turned against each other,


    the Blood Race would be the


    who ulti ately bent tee trom the


    infgh g. Of course, it would be


    great if they could lure ninth-rank


    martial artists out. Please read the


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