Last Man Standing
He flicked his saber at a cunning angle, sending a chilling flash of steel toward his adversary, a martial knight of the ultimate mastery stage.
The man's power might have been a notch above Dragon's, but he had not managed to get the upper hand throughout their exchanges. They were evenly matched, both bearing the marks of battle.
The death of the revered Burning Heaven Demon Elder had hit him hard, throwing off his emotions and slowing his reactions just enough for Dragon's blade to slice a gaping wound across his chest, blood gushing out like a fountain.
"Time to hit the ground!" Dragon had no intention of holding back.
With one successful strike, he lunged forward again. His saber aimed
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