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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 402

Everything was as he expected, and Anderson yelled, “Just in time!” However, he quickly felt what the opponent’s claw brought was not only a change in the airflow but also a huge force that could break an embankment!

The roaring wind suddenly made Anderson unable to breathe.

Bang!

Anderson was dumbfounded, and it was too late for him to react.

The next second, a huge force hit his fist.

Crackle and rattle!

Anderson only felt his entire arm tremble as if he were shocked by electricity, making a series of crisp sounds.

Next, he only felt his first hurt, and blood suddenly gushed out.

Then, his body retreated, and each step he took would crush the stone slab on the Star-Dazzler Stage!

“What!”

In that instant, the crowd exclaimed in disbelief, and almost everyone’s eyes widened.

Even with what Xander said before, many people still doubted Caspian.

After all, the phrase, realm was the external manifestation of strength, was long ingrained in their hearts.

It was already difficult to win against someone of the same realm, let alone against someone in a different realm.

However, it seemed that Caspian, who was in the lower realm, had the advantage in their first battle!

After retreating dozens of steps, Anderson’s face was twisted, and he panted for air.

The audience’s exclamations sounded like the harshest mocker, making his cheeks flush.

However, he had to admit that Caspian’s skill shocked him.

“This guy… How’s that possible!” Anderson clenched his teeth.

His right hand throbbed, and his entire right arm was in excruciating pain as if his bones were about to burst.

On the other hand, Caspian only paused slightly after landing, and he immediately rushed forward again, defensively offensive!

“The Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows! Dubhe!”

Swoosh!

Caspian’s speed suddenly doubled, startling Anderson.

“This guy is facing an inner disciple, yet he hides his true strength!” Anderson felt as if a boulder pressed onto his chest.

Nonetheless, there was no time to think about that, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, stepping hard on the ground.

With a loud whooshing sound, a stone slab on the Star-Dazzler Stage immediately rose, blocking his side.

Wheeze…

The sound of the air being torn open came, and Caspian’s fingers seemed to appear out of thin air, hitting the stone slab with a fierce blow, exploding beside Anderson’s ear.

The crisp explosion made Anderson’s mind go blank, and the rubbles flew and scratched on his face, causing bursts of tingling pain.

Anderson reacted immediately, and he rolled on the floor miserably, hiding on the other side of the arena, looking at Caspian with extreme anger and humiliation.

Fortunately, he responded fast just now and used the stone slab to block himself.

Otherwise, his head would be hit just now!

At that thought, Anderson felt lucky, yet he also became angrier.

At the same time, the crowd beneath the stage shouted.

“Am I seeing it wrong? An outer disciple’s being beaten so badly that he scurried off like a scared rat!”

“Oh… Oh my God!”

“Is he really an apprentice?”

“Is he even a human?”

“Casper only got into the sect for less than a year, right? How did he reach this level!”

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