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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 588

“We‘re cultivators, so why should we fear a battle?”

Trevor’s heart trembled instantly when he heard those few words.

He knew very well that with his strength far surpassing Omar, the opponent had no chance of a comeback.

However, Trevor could not explain why a trace of fear grew in his heart because of those words.

Was he afraid of losing?

Trevor hurriedly shook his head in denial.

Then, what was he afraid of?

For a while, Trevor was confused too.

“But these are not important, and I can think about it slowly after I defeat you.” Trevor’s eyes flashed fiercely, and he suddenly rushed toward Omar like a bolt of thunder.

The air around was pressured and separated to both sides like tides.

The area along the way was even hollowed, visible to the naked eye as if the space collapsed.

Nonetheless, the turbulent air continued to extend, like the palm of a giant wanting to slap Omar into a meat patty.

“Sh*t!“ Sebastian was focused on the scene.

“Omar, get out of the way!” Maya exclaimed.

Edda’s body suddenly straightened, and her eyes fixed on the ring.

At that moment, everyone’s hearts were in their throats.

They could all see that Trevor did not hold back in the attack, and he went to beat Omar with thunderous momentum to recover the Blue Feather Sect from humiliation.

“Omar won’t retreat,” Caspian suddenly uttered, and there was a trace of seriousness on his face.

At almost the same time, the corners of Omar’s bleeding mouth rose slightly, and he slowly spat out, “I won‘t retreat!”

The next moment, the surface of the Blade of Wind in Omar’s hand shone with countless fragments of silver light.

These rays of light flashed and condensed in an instant, just like rain on an empty hill or even crushed ice.

Not only that, but the surging air around it also became stagnant as if it was frozen, and it seemed to become heavy.

“This is…”

The faces of the people in the stands all changed again, and there was also a hint of surprise in Trevor‘s eyes.

“Ha! I didn’t expect to use this so early,” Omar smiled brightly, and he roared after laughing, “This is a spell I’ve never used, the Extreme Frost Slash!”

The snow-white sword glow seemed to be a blast of frost in a flash, turning into a sword shadow as high as two floors in the space.

Then, it slashed toward Trevor angrily with a bang.

“A spell!”

“It’s a spell!”

“It’s so powerful!”

“I’m afraid that even a peak second-stage Pulse Control Realm disciple will greatly suffer when facing this sword!”

“How can the spiritual Qi in this Heavenly Stars Sect disciple’s body be so majestic? He can even use this level of spell!“

“The control of a spell is limited, and this technique is simply on the extreme that the current Pulse Condensation Realm cultivators can control!”

Around the stands, exclamations immediately erupted.

In the Heavenly Stars Sect stand, everyone’s eyes were full of surprise.

At Elenion, the City of Ruins, Omar did not master the spell, or else he would not have such a miserable win for the qualification.

Hence, it was apparent that he only started to practice the technique after the trials were over.

Yet, Omar managed to master such a powerful skill in such a short period.

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