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nThe burly man opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Archibald’s bloodshot eyes. Then he saw the terrifying claws that were less than a finger away from him.

nBut the claws stopped right in front of him and he didn’t take another step forward.

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nIt wasn’t because Archibald was afraid, or that he had suddenly changed his mind.

nBut…

nThere was a hand.

nA long and powerful hand was tightly grasping Archibald’s dragon claw.

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nThe difference between the two was too great. One was ugly and ferocious, the giant claw of a magical beast, and the other was fair and noble.

nHowever, the strength of the latter was much greater than the former. It forcibly blocked the dragon claw in midair, unable to advance in the slightest.

nThe burly man saw the owner of this hand, a handsome and calm youth.

nArchibald’s scarlet eyes stared at him, his killing intent surging like a tide.

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nThe youth did not look at him in the slightest. He said seriously, “I want to hear him out.”

nThe entire place fell into a strange deathly silence.

nCountless pairs of eyes gathered on the youth. Some were saint-level powerhouses, and some were ordinary people.

nShock, awe, surprise, and disbelief.

nAll sorts of emotions were mixed within the small space.

nArchibald’s reputation in the Saint Realm was very bad. Many people recognized him and knew of his terrifying strength and background.

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nThus, seeing that the burly man was about to die at his hands, no one dared to step out and stop him.

nNo, even if they had the courage to stop him, they didn’t have the strength to do so.

nBut an ordinary youth actually blocked Archibald’s attack.

nAnd it was with one hand!

nHe didn’t use any magic or combat aura!

nHe relied purely on his physical strength.

nThere was someone who purely relied on his physical strength to surpass Archibald?

nHow was this possible!

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n“It’s him!”

nFinally, someone shouted excitedly, “Joelson Edward! It’s him, he’s come to the Saint Realm!”

nThe atmosphere instantly became heated.

nEveryone was talking about the legendary deeds of Joelson.

n“The glory of violet, the first radiant-level genius in five thousand years!”

n“It’s said that he killed more than twenty saint-level powerhouses of the Church of Light. Even the former leader of the judicial group, Stanley, died at his hands!”

n“I saw with my own eyes that he walked up the 47th step of the stairway of the gods. Holy Zither was also defeated by him!”

n“He also had two saint-level dragon companions. The Black Dragon King of the Giant Dragon race was also slaughtered by him!”

nSomeone whispered the name of Joelson.

n“Enemy of Light!”

n“Dragon Slayer!”

nAt this moment, people suddenly realized that the handsome and elegant young man in front of them was actually a super genius that was not inferior to Archibald.

nHe was also famous and fierce!

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n“You are Joelson Edward?”

nArchibald stared at Joelson, revealing a mouth full of ferocious teeth with a cruel expression.

nArchibald exerted force with his hands and a violent aura surged up.

nJoelson had already appeared dozens of meters away with the burly man.

nJoelson glanced at Archibald indifferently, looked at the seriously injured man in front of him, and said, “What do you want to say? You can continue now.”

nThe burly man nervously glanced at Archibald not far away. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the figure that terrified him suddenly disappeared.

nClang!

nThe sound of metal colliding rang out.

nA platinum light flashed in the air. The onlookers had not seen what had happened yet.

nThey saw Joelson slowly withdraw his hand. Archibald stood not far away with an ugly expression.

nThere was a deep wound on Archibald’s lower abdomen and dark red blood was continuously flowing out.

n“Don’t worry.”

nJoelson looked at Archibald, whose aura was constantly rising. His calm tone revealed extremely powerful confidence, and his indifferent gaze swept across the entire scene.

n“With me here, no one can kill you.”

nThe entire scene fell into silence once again.

nA thick red mist was emitted from Archibald’s body.

nThe air was filled with a thick smell of blood. Even a saint-level would feel dizzy and uncomfortable when smelling it.

nThis was a powerful combat aura formed after Archibald’s combat aura and dragon aura merged.

nArchibald’s other arm also began to expand, turning into a ferocious dragon claw.

nHis current appearance was a little strange and ugly but his strength had become much stronger.

n“Partial dragonification!”

n“Among the descendants of the Dragon Blood Clan, I’m afraid only Archibald can do this.”

nThe burly man’s face also revealed a fearful expression.

nNo matter what, he was still at the saint-level strength but Archibald had only dragonized one hand and almost killed him. The gap between the two was very huge.

n“Be careful!”

nHe couldn’t help but remind Joelson.

nJoelson glanced at him as if he didn’t care about Archibald at all. He said lightly, “Think about what you want to say. I’ll send him away and come back soon.”

nMany people around heard this.

nTheir expressions were a bit dull.

nWhat Joelson was facing was the super genius of the Dragon Blood Clan, an existence that was known as the Saint Twin Stars along with the Holy Zither.

nSend him away? Come back soon?

nThat was too arrogant!

nHowever, it seemed that Joelson really had the qualifications.

nNot long ago, the Holy Zither had been defeated by Joelson.

nArchibald clearly heard this sentence, laughed malevolently, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

nThere was no expression on Joelson’s face and he seemed very calm. He stretched out a hand, clenched his fist, and struck somewhere in front of him.

nBang!

nA loud sound!

nJoelson’s right fist met with a huge dragon claw.

nJoelson seemed to have known that Archibald would appear at this location.

nThe terrifying pressure caused by the collision of pure power caused the surrounding void to ripple like the surface of water.

nThe surrounding saint-level powerhouses were forced to take a few steps back.

nArchibald’s expression was ugly. He had already partially dragonized.

nHis pure strength was even stronger than a peak-stage saint-level knight powerhouse. However, this seemingly skinny youth in front of him was actually able to block it with one hand.

nMoreover…

nHis feet didn’t move a single step. Not even the corner of his clothes swayed.

nThe terrifying power of Archibald’s attack seemed to have hit a black hole. It was completely swallowed up and didn’t have any effect.

nAgain!

nArchibald’s figure disappeared again. Another attack.

nHis movements were too fast, leaving afterimages in the air.

nThe ferocious dragon claws attacked Joelson from all kinds of tricky angles.

nFrom the perspective of the surrounding saint-level powerhouses, it seemed like Joelson was fighting against countless Archibald at the same time.

nJoelson was not in a hurry. Everyone could see it clearly every time he raised his hand, waved his fist, and blocked.

nBut he just had to block every attack of Archibald. The latter looked much more miserable.

nAn extremely terrifying thought emerged in the hearts of the surrounding saint-level masters.

nThere was only one possibility that could cause such a situation.

nThat was, the gap between the two was too big.

nIt was like a battle between a baby and a giant. They were not on the same level at all.

nNo wonder the Holy Zither was defeated.

nEveryone’s eyes were filled with shock.

nJoelson was too powerful!

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