DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 212: The Broken Violet Sword
Joelson is also a metal wizard?!
And judging from the dozens of metal shields in front of him that easily blocked Franklin's strongest attack, it seemed like his achievements were not low.
This is too shocking.
Youths.
Knights and Witches.
Four elements of magic.
holy rank.
These few words combined to form a very bright halo behind Joelson.
Very genius?!
The giant?!
He could not find a suitable word to describe himself.
"I can see that you haven't been in the final stages of the sacred level for long."
Joelson said to Franklin, "Your speed can be faster, and your wind blades can be sharper."
Franklin could only frown and say coldly, "Isn't it too early to say this? You haven't won."
The sacred level powerhouse on the side of the field analyzed, "The biggest possibility for this match is a draw. Franklin could continue to argue with him. When Joelson's mana or spiritual power runs out to some extent, he might be able to defeat him."
"But such a win is not as respectful as a draw."
Their eyes revealed deep shock and astonishment, "Joelson is really too powerful. I really can't imagine how he could have done this at such a young age."
Franklin snorted and disappeared from the field again.
The sound came from all directions.
"I can't break your defenses, but you can't catch my figure either. The outcome of this fight is still uncertain."
Joelson laughed lightly with a hint of ridicule.
"Can't catch you?"
He muttered to himself and raised his head again. There was calmness and confidence in his expression which showed that he was in control of the entire field.
The blue flames rose and condensed into thick, long, deep blue chains, dancing in the air like giant pythons, giving off a strong sense of admiration.
Joelson closed his eyes.
Everyone could feel an inexplicable aura spreading from his body.
It was like a circle of ripples in the air.
"It's air magic?!"
A holy magician on the side of the field was so excited that he immediately stood up, "I know. Joelson has acquired a legacy of air magic in the land of inheritance. This is the power of air magic perception!"
Everyone widened their eyes, they only saw the deep blue chains in the air rapidly moving towards a certain place on the stage.
Through Joelson's sensing, Franklin's position was clearly visible before him, nowhere to hide.
If it wasn't a battle, Franklin might have been able to make trouble for him by keeping a distance from him.
However, his dueling ring was only so big.No matter how fast Franklin was, he was unable to escape from some fixed position.
Especially because the place is narrow.
Franklin was in a very miserable state under the pursuit of the dark blue chain, he could not escape any further.
A light flashed in Franklin's eyes, and he shot straight at Joelson.
Joelson couldn't help but frown and whisper, "Tickle time."
Franklin seemed to hear this and was a little taken aback, not understanding what Joelson meant.
He leaned close to Joelson's body, and countless metal spikes suddenly exploded.
They surrounded Joelson like hedgehogs.
Franklin had no choice but to retreat.
He was bound by a deep blue chain.
Franklin roared furiously, and his combat aura trembled to break free from the deep blue chains.
He wants to do it again.
It had an extremely ferocious line, and its body was filled with a sense of oppression, like a steel fortress entrenched in the sky.
His strength flowed with a low roar.
The magic barrier could no longer hold it. It suddenly broke apart, and most of the spectators on the side collapsed under the terrifying Dragon power.
Their faces were filled with terror and fear.
Franklin's figure instantly froze, and he stood in a daze.
That pair of icy dark golden eyes landed on him, and it made him feel as if the blood all over his body had frozen.
Joelson walked towards him step by step and said nonchalantly, "Are we still going to fight?"
Franklin had lost all his strength. He lowered his head proudly and said in a low voice, "I admit defeat."
The whole place fell into a dead silence.
Someone smiled bitterly and sighed, "Yes, we completely forgot that Joelson still has a terrifying holy-level dragon."
A battle partner was part of one's strength.
Especially a magician A magical pet is very important to a witch.
Everyone sighed enough and suddenly came to a realization, they stared blankly at the stage.
Joelson stood in front of the dragon and looked at Franklin.Franklin who was disappointed to have thrown away his long sword.
In this battle, Franklin lost.
Violet's sword is broken.
Loud cheers erupted.
The battle between two saint-level geniuses finally ended in Joelson's full victory.
Franklin was in the final stages of the saint level, and he was defeated by Joelson.
Is it really as easy as eating and drinking for Joelson to challenge someone of a higher level?
It could only be said that it was indeed the glory of the violet flower. Any genius could only be dimmed in front of him.
In the distant bell tower, a beautiful figure suddenly jumped up and cheered happily.
The royal carriage parked on the side of the field quietly left without reluctance.
This made Franklin's face even paler.
Joelson glanced at the back of the departing carriage and said to the sad Franklin, "You're carrying too many unnecessary items on your sword, so it's not fast enough."
Franklin was struck by lightning. He's really dumbfounded. He muttered something and no one knew what he was thinking.
A figure suddenly appeared in the air, a dignified and noble aura emanated.
"Edward" said Nicholas in a low voice.
Joelson looked at Nicholas and was about to speak.
The sky outside the immortal city suddenly shone brightly, a dazzling golden light almost covering the Sun.
A deep voice seemed to come from the sky.
"Joelson Edward, who harbors evil undead adherents, deserves to be punished by a god."
Everyone is dumbfounded. They looked at the western sky. There was some golden light streaking.
It was the Sacred Judgment Group of the Holy Church of light.
They're here for Joelson.
Nicholas' expression is complicated. He said, "Edward, it's not too late for you to make a choice now."
Joelson turned his gaze from the other side, there was not the slightest trace of panic, nervousness, or fear on his face.
He was as calm and elegant as before.
He even bowed slightly to Nicholas, "Thank you for your goodwill, Your Majesty, but ..."
Joelson smiled and said softly, "I still plan to try it myself."
"Is the Light Church as powerful as the rumors say?"
After saying that, Joelson lightly flew onto the back of the steel dragon.
The latter let out a low roar, and the dragon wings stirred up a storm, crushing many people to the ground.