No 1 Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 2303

Though Delainey did not know James’ strength, she knew just how powerful his sword technique was.

So did Henry, who knew just how dedicated James was in practicing with his sword in the Time Chamber.

Delainey said smilingly, “Well, just sit back and watch the show.”

Faced with James’ arrogance, Harold said scornfully, “There’s no need for that. I, alone, am enough to deal with you. Feel free to make your move. If you can last three moves against me, I’ll admit defeat and return the elixir to you.”

Harold was equally vain, fully assured of his own strength as a Grand Supernatural.

James, however, shook his head slightly.

Harold asked, puzzled, “What the hell do you mean?”

James said coolly, “I have no grievances against you, so there’s no need for me to be so cruel. How about this? Let’s settle this with one move. If you can withstand my attack, I’ll admit defeat, and I won’t interfere in your affairs ever again.

“However, if you lose, you’ll have to return the elixir and apologize. How does that sound to you?”

“Hahaha!” Harold burst into a peal of laughter and said, “How arrogant!”

Then, he beckoned, “Come at me.”

Seeing this, James shook his head slightly.

Loki and Demetrius retreated to the rear and made space for James and Harold. They knew just how powerful Harold was. Even if they worked together, they might not stand a chance against him. Now, however, an unknown man was challenging him to a fight.

James remained where he stood and brandished the Primordial Dragon Blade. Pointing the sword at Harold, he said, “Watch closely now. I’m making my move.”

“Come.”

Harold’s expression was composed. He could not care less about James.

At that moment, James made his move.

Everyone was puzzled.

“You…!”

Harold’s expression was one of fear.

The moment James unsheathed his sword, he felt that all of his escape routes were blocked, and he would not be able to parry James’ sword no matter what move he made. The sword, seemingly ordinary, encompassed everything. It was seemingly ordinary, yet bizarre. It appeared to have frozen space and time, making it impossible to parry.

Sweat beaded on Harold’s forehead. He never expected James to have mastered such a terrifying sword technique.

Quintina, meanwhile, was dumbfounded.

“Wh-What was that?” she exclaimed.

She was the daughter of the greatest figure of the Ancient Realm and also a Grand Supernatural, but she was nonetheless shocked by James’ sword technique. She had witnessed all forms and varieties of sword techniques of the Ancient Clan.