Outside the dark-red palace, in the vast underground area between the main hall and the towering stone gate sealed with blue light, Chen Fei stood with an indifferent expression. His body surged with terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, a power unimaginable and unbelievable to outsiders. Between his fingers, the frighteningly hot Sanyang True Fire transford into strands of Fla Serpents that coiled around his fingertips, creating an astonishingly powerful visual impact.
anwhile, Hales confronted him from a short distance away. His eyes were cold as he glared at Chen Fei, his mouth no longer spouting nonsense. However, anyone could see a majestic aura of radiant energy transforming into a sphere of holy light. It gradually flowed over his aged body like water, finally concentrating on his fists.
"Young man, you had better be careful. This Hales isn't what you might expect from a user of light. He originates from the Holy Disciples of Light, so he's extrely skilled in close combat! Also, he has a pair of Mid-Grade Holy Artifact-level Battle Gauntlets. You should know what a Mid-Grade Holy Artifact is, right?"
Just as Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, was looking at Hales emotionlessly, his gaze flicking to the holy light on the man's fists, a voice sounded in his ear, startling him. He then raised his head and looked toward Mardo in the distance, only to see him smiling in his direction.
However, a roar quickly followed. "Mardo, what is the aning of this?" Hales looked furiously toward Mardo, having clearly noticed his subtle action.
"What is the aning of this? Don't you know I simply can't stand self-righteous, hypocritical scoundrels like you?" Mardo's response was exceptionally fierce, his attitude and tone turning savage. As the leader of one of Europe's top dark guilds, he was naturally opposed to the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church. Did he even need a reason to despise them?
"Mardo, you…" Hales's expression turned even uglier, becoming utterly livid. At this mont, a smirk touched the lips of Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, as he added fuel to the fire. "Indeed. I also find that Old Rascal to be quite the hypocrite."
BOOM!
The instant the words left his mouth, an aura even more terrifying than before erupted from where Hales stood, sweeping upward!
"You little bastard, I will make you understand the miserable fate that awaits those who overestimate themselves and dare to offend , Hales!"
Hales's voice, incredibly cold and even savage, echoed across the battlefield, causing even Mardo's expression to shift slightly. In the next instant, he stomped his foot violently. His entire aged body was enveloped in radiant energy that resembled holy light as he shot forward like a shockwave, moving at an extre speed. A terrifying, heart-stopping power surged ahead, threatening to consu everything in its path.
BANG!
Chen Fei's eyes flickered. A force seemingly capable of leveling a small mountain erupted from the muscles in his arm. He slightly activated the Sword Qi of Sanyang True Fire coiled around his body, infusing its power into his muscles before throwing a fierce punch. With a thunderous rumble, the punch tore through the air with incredible, raw strength, creating ripples of pale, fiery red light. It ultimately collided with the fist Hales had sent flying straight through the holy light!
THUD!
It was like an ancient hamr striking a giant drum made from the hide of a Wildlands beast. The two fierce impacts clashed head-on, causing the entire underground plaza to tremble violently! Imdiately after, a massive Purple Hexagram Pattern surged up from beneath everyone's feet, enveloping the floor and walls of the area. Clearly, fearing this important place would be damaged, they had prepared countless counterasures. Even a true SSS Peak Powerhouse would find it impossible to easily destroy this underground area!
Looking back at the point of impact, both fighters had been forced back by the imnse power of the collision. Chen Fei's eyes flashed as he skidded back at least three or four steps, leaving deep gouges in the ground. Hales, however, was thrown back a full five or six steps, and his pupils constricted slightly in response.
A series of sharp gasps rippled through the crowd. "No way!"
"Hales's body isn't as strong as his?"
Seeing this shocking scene, most onlookers were filled with disbelief. They could all clearly see that in this first exchange, Lord Hales had ended up at a temporary disadvantage. But… how was that possible? Lord Hales originated from the Holy Disciples of Light and was exceptionally skilled in close combat. His physical strength should have been far greater than others at the sa level! He could probably even rival the bear-n and wolf-n of northern Siberia. But now… what was this?
Only Lorid, Mardo, and Beirut were not shocked by the scene, because they knew very well that this was not all Hales had to offer.
"Heh. No wonder you have the guts to challenge . Such admirable brute force." Hales's icy laugh once again echoed in everyone's ears, chilling them to the bone. At the sa ti, a terrifying holy light erupted from his body and soared into the sky. "But what's the use of brute strength alone? That was rely my most ordinary state. Now…"
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