Chapter 925 A Shift In Offense


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    Once again, Donald sessfully blocked the steel rod.


    The White Ghost, armed with a steel rod, seized the opportunity to leap out from underground and


    immediately engaged Donald with a set of techniques.


    To be honest, the techniques of the White Ghost were not particrly precise. If Donald were to


    focus on fighting him, it was likely he would win within five moves.


    Nheless, as White Ghost fought with Donald, the former also seemed to recognize his own


    weaknesses.


    So, just as Donald was preparing to counterattack, the White Ghost suddenly took a step back,


    putting a distance between them.


    Before Donald could catch up, a sharp, curved saber appeared between the two.


    Left with no other choice, Donald was forced to abruptly twist his body, sacrificing his own bnce


    to dodge the curved saber.


    Just then, the steel rod emerged all of a sudden, striking Donald squarely in the chest with a


    resounding ng.


    The power of a divine stage Novem Ste Warrior was already enough to pose a threat to Donald.


    After being hit by the steel rod, the right side of Donald''s body was paralyzed. He could barely hold


    the stone sword in his hand.


    “What''s the matter? Weren''t you quite cocky just a moment ago? Why are you silent now?”


    Tancred looked at Donald with a smug look.


    When Tancred found out that Donald was a high-level Ste Warrior, he actually did not want to


    have a conflict with him.


    While avoiding conflict was one thing, it would be a different story if Tancred had a chance to


    eliminate Donald.


    All in all, Tancred had a rather cautious personality.


    He did not want to invite unnecessary trouble, but if trouble came knocking on his door, he would


    not hide from it.


    As Donald activated the three vital essences within his body, the numbness on the right side of his


    body finally began to lessen.


    Even so, he could only exert half of his strength with his right hand.


    In a showdown between experts, this kind of weakness often had a significant impact on the


    oue.


    Seeing Donald stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, Tancred let out a cold snort.


    “Kill him.”


    Upon receiving Tancred''smand, White Ghostunched another attack on Donald.


    Knowing that there was something odd about White Ghost''s steel rod, Donald was particrly


    cautious in this round ofbat.


    He would do everything possible to avoid letting White Ghost''s steel rod touch his body.


    Even so, Donald had to face White Ghost head-on, while also being wary of the curved saber


    coming from behind.


    Noting Donald was visibly struggling more and more, Ashton, standing by the side, wanted to do


    something to help. However, Tancred''s men immediately pointed their guns at him.


    “Dude, a battle this powerful is not something you can meddle with. I advise you to stay put and


    behave.”


    After all, Tancred was once a member of the same gang. The fact that Tancred did not order his


    men to shoot Ashton directly was an act of sparing him out of respect for their past camaraderie.


    It''s about time.


    White Ghost could sense that Donald''s strength was steadily declining.


    Seizing the opportunity when he was distracted by the sneak attack from ck Ghost, White Ghost


    once again aimed his steel rod at Donald''s right leg.


    If the strikends, then it would be impossible for Donald to turn the situation around.


    The timing of White Ghost''s attack was excellent, but as he swung his rod, his heart skipped a beat,


    for he sensed that something was terribly wrong.


    Donald seemed to be always waiting for White Ghost.


    In the instant that White Ghost jabbed his rod forward, Donald stomped heavily on it with his left


    foot, propelling himself into the air. He executed a wless front flip in mid-air, tracing a perfect arc.


    Thud!


    With a swift stroke, Donald''s stone sword sliced across the head of White Ghost, leaving a gash on


    thetter''s head.


    Blood seeped from the wound of the opponent, staining the white liquid on the ground with its


    crimson hue.


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    “Ah!” White Ghost let out a terrible scream.


    It turned out that as Donald''s stone sword sliced open the wound, numerous tiny stones adhered to


    it.


    The tiny stones vibrated at high speed, causing secondary damage to the wound.


    So much so that the originally tiny cut had now be as thick as a forefinger.