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The Almighty Dragon General

James paid most of his attention to Xzavion’s arena.
Since Xzavion and he came from the same world, James hoped that Xzavion would be able to last to the final stage of these
battles.
In Xzavion’s arena, he was fighting with a man who belonged to a powerful faction at the Ancient Genesis World. The faction had
been established for a very long time.
The man was glowing with a golden light from head to toe. That golden glow was produced by a layer of protective barrier found
all over the man’s skin.
The protective layer was made out of cryptic inscriptions, which carried potent and mysterious energy.
Xzavion channeled his powers and demonstrated the Demonbane Punch. He threw quick punches at his opponent continuously.
Each of those punches carried powers superior to what a common Yuraeceon First Rank cultivator could generate in an attack.
Unfortunately, Xzavion did not even make a dent in the man’s protective barrier.
Instead, the force of his attacks bounced back and caused Xzavion damage.
The force sent Xzavion flying in the air. He slammed into the protective formation cast around the arena and dropped to the floor.
Then, Xzavion coughed up blood almost instantly.
Just as he was wiping off blood from his lips, a figure teleported toward him.
Boom!
The spot where Xzavion was lying on until just a while ago had turned into a huge, dark hole. Dust swirled around in the air.
Xzavion levitated in the air a few hundred meters away. He had dodged the attack just in time.
Xzavion knew he could not afford to lower his guard around such a skilled opponent. He conjured a sword made from the
primitive inscriptions of various races from the Dark World.
He tightened his grip on the sword handle and teleported toward the man.

As soon as Xzavion reemerged before his opponent, he swung his sword heavily at the man.
Boom!
The force generated by the sword energy caused different levels of damage to the arena.
At the same time, Xzavion had managed to break through the golden protective barrier.
Although the man had remarkable powers and skills, his body was unfortunately not quite resilient.
Xzavion managed to strike his opponent’s shoulder and cut off a limb with his sword.
Xzavion channeled his full powers through the sword made of all the Primevals’ primitive inscriptions and created such a deadly
attack.
Xzavion’s opponent teleported away after losing an arm. By the time he had reappeared at a far corner of the arena, the man
had reconnected his broken limb and healed his wounds.
The man conjured a sword and rushed toward Xzavion again.
Loud explosions could be heard as two top-tier cultivators clashed.
Xzavion was a cultivator with exceptional talents. He was the first person to have fully mastered the Human Race’s primitive
inscriptions in the Dark World.
He unleashed the powers of the Forbidden Inscriptions that he had created himself.
As the Forbidden Inscriptions fused into Xzavion’s body and his sword, their powers were enhanced exponentially.
Gradually, Xzavion’s opponent was driven to a corner due to Xzavion’s quick and powerful attacks.
At that very moment, Xzavion pierced his opponent’s chest with his sword.
Simultaneously, the sword reverted into numerous inscriptions within that man’s body.
All of the inscriptions exploded, tearing the cultivator’s body into bits in an instant. Even his soul was exterminated.
A few seconds later, Xzavion’s arena disappeared.

Xzavion was teleported to a spot near James.
The man was huffing and puffing as he tried to catch his breath. He spotted James and flashed him a smile. “You were the first to
defeat your opponent.”
James chuckled softly. “You’re not bad yourself. You came out second.”

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