Female Novel
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Meanwhile, in the pit, Julius was still struggling. The protective armor around him flickered, with cracks rapidly spreading acrossits surface. Overhead, the colossal black sword vibrated slightly, pressing down on him relentlessly.
Julius felt as if an entire mountain was weighing down on him. The immense force caused his hands to tremble and his knees tobuckle.
Yet, he had no other option but to clench his teeth and endure it. He knew that a strike from the colossal sword above wouldinevitably lead to his demise.
It was only at this moment that Julius realized how strong Logan was. It appeared that Logan had been holding back from thestart.
Now, with Logan taking the fight seriously, Julius found it exceedingly challenging to withstand the onslaught.
“Ah-!” Sensing the imminent threat of death, Julius let out a piercing roar. A surge of energy erupted from within him like a tidalwave, desperately trying to reinforce the protective armor. However, no matter how hard he tried to mend it, the cracks multipliedcontinuously.
“Damn it! It's all or nothing now!” Realizing that he couldn't hold on any longer, Julius growled and activated the secret Rhystechnique.
In an instant, his eyes blazed crimson, and his muscles swelled, releasing waves of overwhelming energy from every fiber of hisbeing.
The secret Rhys technique could swiftly unleash the latent potential of the human body, achieving maximum strength and abreakthrough. It stood as a divine survival skill, a means to destroy enemies in critical moments.
However, this divine technique had a fatal flaw. After the brief surge, the body would grow extremely weak.
In other words, if the opponent couldn't be defeated within the designated timeframe, the only inevitable outcome would bedeath.
Julius never thought he would be forced into such a desperate situation. But now, with no other options, he had to activate thesecret technique to save his life.
“Break!” Suddenly, a golden wave of energy burst forth from his chest.
At that moment, something extraordinary happened. The colossal black sword, which had loomed overhead, was finally knockedaway, disintegrating into faint black lights and dissipating.
Dustin, who had become one with his sword, reverted to his original form, gracefully descending from the air. The Celestial Bladein his hand flickered unpredictably, ready for another strike at a moment's notice.
Despite barely fending off Dustin’s onslaught, Julius was left drained, panting heavily. His complexion had paled, beads of sweatcovered his forehead, and even his legs quivered uncontrollably.
The last strike was truly horrifying.
He might not have endured it if he had not resorted to the secret Rhys technique, forcibly breaking through and significantlyboosting his strength.
“Logan! Is that your strongest move? It seems rather unimpressive!” While catching his breath, Julius taunted with a smirk.
“My strongest move?” Dustin shook his head with a wry smile.
“Uncle Julius, you must be mistaken. | was merely warming up. The real excitement is still up ahead.”
“What? A warm-up?” Julius’ expression stiffened, and the corner of his eye twitched.
That last strike nearly took his life. How could it be a mere warm-up? Was this some kind of joke?novelbin
“Logan Rhys! Don’t try to scare me! If you truly have the skills, come at me!” Julius exclaimed through gritted teeth.He refused to believe that Logan was genuinely that strong. It had to be an act.
“Alright. Since you're so eager, it’s time | get serious.”