“Mr. Chance!”
“Nathalia…”
Verner, Bolot, and the rest hurried forward and circled Nathalia worriedly.
Nathalia gave a dismissive wave to indicate that he was all right.
“Mr. Chance, why don’t I trap this b*stard with the Immortal Binding Rope?” Verner suggested.
“No need. This is a battle between us…”
Nathalia rejected his suggestion instantly and kept his Dragonyer Sword. His aura started swirling.
“Ha! Adrian, you’re too arrogant!” Patrick sneered.
He felt insulted as Nathalia wasn’t going to use his weapon. Without hesitation, he delivered a kick that
turned into countless shadows.
Nathalia felt like he was being bombarded with countless legs as the sound of the whooshing air filled
his ears, creating an incredibly loud noise.
“Sacred Light Fist!” he growled and threw his fist out.
His fist moved so quickly that it seemed like it was in slow motion, yet the speed of his punch was so
powerful that it created a multitude of flickering, luminous fist shadows that illuminated the area around
him.
Bam, bam, bam…
It appeared that both of them had merely unleashed one strike each, yet there followed a session of
loud explosions that caused the entire realm to shake.
The wind howled furiously through Demon Sect, creating a tumultuous atmosphere that caused Bolot
and the rest to retreat hastily.
Nathalia had activated his Golem Body to bear the immense pressure and attack Patrick.
Patrick continuouslyunched assaults against Steven.
In the blink of an eye, they had already begun to engage in a tumultuous and chaotic fight. No one
could see their figures clearly or discern how many moves they had dealt.
Patrick used the power ofws and his ability as a Greater Martial Arts Marquis tounch a barrage of
attacks against Steven. Meanwhile, Nathalia relied on his Golem Body and tough physical body to
retaliate, showing no signs of retreat or fear.
There was still no winner.
Nathalia grew bolder with each move, and Patrick grew increasingly horrified even though he had
mastered the power ofws in the secret realm.
Had they remained in the mundane world instead of the secret realm, Patrick would have been
defeated by now.
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Thud, thud!
Following the sound, Nathalia and Patrick finally separated from each other.
Their faces were set in grim expressions as they heaved and puffed as their breath came out In
labored gasps.
“This is truly thrilling!” Nathaliamented as he wiped the sweat off his brows.
He was pleasantly astonished to find out that it was more exciting to face off against Patrick than
Skr. Skr was not a formidable opponent as his only strength came from the spirit within him.
In contrast to his gentle, unassuming appearance, Patrick had a surprisingly strong cultivation
foundation which he had worked hard to acquire. His expression contorted in fury when he heard
Nathalia’sment.
He was a Top Level Greater Martial Arts Marquis who was an expert in tapping into the power of the
realm’sws but found himself in a draw with Adrian, who was a middle-phase Greater Martial Arts
Marquis.
Patrick felt humiliated as those from Demon Sect were giving him weird looks.
He knew he would have to defeat Nathalia today, or he would never be able topel the members of
Demon Sect to show him respect.
“As expected of the Golden Dragon’s True Form. It is capable of making your body exceptionally
strong. Even if you’re a real dragon, I swear I’ll rip off your skin and destroy your tendons!” Patrick
swore viciously.
All of a sudden, a bright green light emerged on Patrick’s head.
Nathalia and the rest gaped in disbelief at the astonishing sight.
“D*mn, what is that? Is that a cuckold?” Bolot blurted out, mistaking the green light for a cuckoo’s green
feathers.
He abruptly shut up when he noticed Maurina was still standing at the entrance of the hall. After all,
Nathalia just told him that Maurina and Patrick had sex previously.
If he imed that Patrick was turning into a cuckold, he was saying that Maurina had cheated on
Patrick.