“Is it possible that Ashton created this divine ability himself?” Jaden and Thomas thought to themselves.
They glanced at one another with profound shock in their eyes. They had never encountered such a defensive divine ability- and it appeared exclusive to Ashton.
“How could he invent a divine ability when he’s not even in the divine realm? How absurd!” Maxwell’s face contorted in total disbelief.
Jaden narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, “It shouldn’t be possible, but there exist a select few geniuses in this world who transcend all rational explanation.”
He slowly let out a heavy breath, the killing intent in his eyes surging stronger. “It’s such a shame. If a talent like this were part of our Dominion Vanguard, it would be a tremendous fortune–but since he stands as our enemy, he must be eliminated.”
In that instant, a resonant sonic boom erupted as the second punch of the Quadfold Killing Fist landed violently.
Though this strike was more powerful, it left only a faint indentation on Ashton’s one–foot Draconic Field, with the surrounding cracks far fewer than those caused by the first blow.
“Oh?” George widened his eyes in surprise.
He was closest to Ashton and knew best the overwhelming power of his Quadfold Killing Fist–enough to overwhelm typical opponents from the divine realm–yet Ashton had blocked it with ease.
George’s veins bulged as he poured even more strength into his fists. He delivered the final two punches to the exact same spot, aiming to shatter Ashton’s barrier and Ashton himself. His punches carried immense force, resembling a shower of meteors imbued with inexhaustible power.
Yet, to the utter shock of George and the crowd, though the two punches left the one–foot Draconic Field on the brink of collapse, Ashton successfully blocked George’s ultimate strike.
Ashton’s energy exploded with the fury of a dragon, his killing intent reaching a fever pitch. His icy stare, reminiscent of Lord
Ashdrake, fixed on George instantly.
“You’ve had your shot, George–now I’ll take mine!” Ashton dispelled the Draconic Field and took a deep breath. His inner energy surged, and his blood raced as a brilliant black light covered his entire body. He radiated a killing intent that eclipsed anything he had shown until now.
He then advanced with thunderous speed, covering the distance in a flash. He forced George into his domain before the latter could even catch his breath. He then flashed a grin and exclaimed, “I’m not going to hold back, then, George!”
Ashton began his assault. His Sixfold Carnage Fists landed like a rapid torrent of rain, relentlessly targeting George’s vital points.
George, caught off guard, hurriedly shifted into a defensive stance. He scrambled to gather the surrounding energy into a shield, hoping to create some distance from Ashton.
However, he was stunned to find himself effectively trapped. He remained stuck within Ashton’s domain regardless of his agility, leaving him with no choice but to bear the brunt of the frantic assault.
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