Female Novel
Chapter 2026
The audience heard that familiar dull explosion as a figure came hurtling out of the center of theenergy surge. The figure slammed against the activated energy barrier of the battle platform with anaudible whump.
The figure was, in fact, Wesley, and the protective barrier managed to stop him from flying out of thearena.
Wesley, who was once insufferably arrogant, was rendered to such a pathetic state-he looked likehe had just struggled out of the quagmire. He slid down the energy barrier and fell onto the groundwith a loud thud. Dust flew all over the place as Wesley slumped to the ground with his four limbs upin the air. His clothes were torn into rags.
The dark-colored light covered Wesley like a layer of mist. Blood leaked from the corners of hismouth as his face contorted in sheer pain. In the previous attack, Wesley's Seven Stars MeteorCloud was no match for the Destroying the Void. After the Destroying the Void, which formed threesoul swords, defeated the Seven Stars Meteor Cloud, the remnants of the skill struck Wesley.
After all, the Destroying the Void was a soul attack.
As if it was not enough that he suffered an unexpected attack, Wesley did not even know how todefend himself against a soulattribute attack. He could not endure the attack, even though he knewthat it was highly likely that the remaining power from Fane's attack would damage his soul if itstruck him.
The audience once again fell into silence. The remaining energy quickly dispersed without thesupport of the relevant parties. After the light disappeared, Fane emerged before the crowd, albeitin a pitiable state as well.
The silver sword beams left multiple slices on Fane's clothes in their wake. His face was pale aspaper as cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead. He had a deep frown on his face as thecorners of his mouth slightly trembled. Despite standing upright, everyone could see that he had hisfair share of struggles, though he seemed to fare better than Wesley, who fell straight to the groundwith a distorted expression due to the pain he faced.
"Oh my god! He really won! He really did it! Wesley couldn’t defeat Fane, even when they bothexecuted their strongest attack at the same time? What sort of martial skill is this guy practicing?He's so strong!" "His martial skill isn't the only thing that's strong. I'm sure the martial art techniquehe practices is a high-level one as he's able to achieve such results. Where did this guy come from?I heard that he doesn't have any background. If no one's backing him up, where did this strongmartial skill of his come from?!"
The prattles instantly overwhelmed the perimeter.
Fane, meanwhile, ignored everything onlookers were saying. At this moment, it was true that hewas not feeling well.
Although his clothes had several cuts on them, his pale expression was not due to the Seven StarsMeteor Cloud. Instead, it was because his spirit energy had been dried out-hurt, even-as heforcefully merged the three soul swords. However, a wound on his soul of such degree was nothingto Fane. He was not badly wounded, and he only needed to rest for a couple of days.novelbin
He inhaled deeply as his gaze shifted. He saw that Ambrose was about to open his mouth, toannounce the end of this wager battle. Before he had the chance to speak, however, Fane movedas a small amount of true energy agitated in his body. Even though he forcefully merged the threesoul swords and this caused his spirit energy to dry up, he had not used much of the true energy inhis body. He had already put the black dagger away as he rushed forward like a cannon.
Fane got right up to Wesley, having not been too far from him, within a breath. Ambroseimmediately realized what Fane wanted to do when he saw Fane’s action.
Ambrose's face turned pale and he shouted loudly to stop Fane, but Fane was one step faster thanAmbrose's words. The moment he got right before Wesley, Fane silently swung his fist sharply athis chest.
Wesley's rib broke with an audible crack, one that the audience could hear. The impact from theattack rendered Wesley somewhat unconscious from the severe pain as he had already sufferedfrom a damaged soul. He failed to see Fane flying toward him, and when he realized what hadhappened, Fane had broken his rib with a punch.
The physical agony he felt, along with the torment his soul was haunted with, made Wesley feel likehe was in hell.