Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 197

Scott was of the dragon's blood and he was just half a step away from the Grand Realm level, so it was a given fact that he was physically much stronger than Darren.

"Let's leave this place, Scott."

Darren pulled Scott to his feet and held him tightly in his arms as he flew upwards. He had to leave the place immediately. As a human with blood and flesh, he would be scorched to death by the hot temperature from the lava if he lingered there for long. Darren felt astonished that with powerful one hit, the man was able to drive Scott to the center of the earth. Such was the strength of a Grand Realm warrior. Such power was sure to drive fear into anybody's heart.

A gush of air filled Darren's ears as he flew up with Scott at an extremely fast speed towards the surface of the earth. The moment they reached the surface, Darren felt the man's gaze burning through him.

"Spare his life, please."

Darren stared at the man's face for a long time before asking for mercy.

The man looked into Darren's eyes with a look full of both arrogance and coldness. Half hidden in the black smoke, the man kept silent for a while. Then, a voice resounded in Darren's mind, "You owe this to me."

Then the man turned around and walked away, still afloat in the air.

With each forceful step of his, the sky rumbled, making thunder-like noises as the air stirred.

Soon, the man completely disappeared from Darren's view.

The moment the man was out of sight, Darren was finally able to let out a sigh of relief.

Darren took in deep breaths as if he had never breathed better air before. It was as if he had just crawled out from under a gigantic mountain.

He had no idea why the man in black armor accepted his pleas and spared Scott. Nor did he understand what he meant by "You owe this to me." All he knew, and all he cared about in that moment was that Scott had to live, and he must do everything in his power to save him.

Darren went back to check Scott's injuries, and found him already woken up from his coma. To his surprise, Scott was staring at him with suspicion.

"Scott..."

Darren looked down at his body in transformation form—still ridden with scales. He had no idea how to explain this to his friend.

He was fully aware that it would still be easy for Scott to kill him in spite of his severe injuries.

But he trusted Scott, and he knew he would never do anything to hurt him.

The suspicion in Scott's eyes gradually became replaced with gratitude. Using all the energy he could muster, he sat up, and immediately closed his eyes and fell silent. His injuries were so severe that he was rendered unable to speak or move.

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Two months had passed away since the end of the fight.

In the past few months, Scott did not move at all. He just sat there silently, repairing all of his injuries with the remaining energy in his body. Having nothing else to do during that period of time, Darren resorted to practicing his martial arts.

The fierce fight between Scott and the man in black armor had astonished him greatly. The power that the man possessed was indeed beyond his wildest imagination. As a result, his desire to improve his skills and reach higher levels of martial arts became more and more intensified.

During the past two months, Darren repeatedly practiced the Nine Changes of the Demon and gained a better understanding of the third level of the skill. His physical condition and his ability to use the demonic internal force were also greatly reinforced.