Crackle and rattle!
The blood lights continued to splatter on Winston.
His body also flew toward the outside of the ring amidst the dense explosion.
At that moment, the Blue Feather Sect disciples watching from the stand were as pale as a sheet.
However, a cyan-colored light suddenly appeared on Winston.
In an instant, the light enveloped Winston, and the intense blood light could not reach him any further.
Pop!
Winston landed on both feet, and the edge of the ring was just a few meters behind him.
When the Blue Feather Sect disciples saw the scene, they finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Of course, Albert’s straight waist could not help but relax a little too.
However, even though he was not knocked out of the ring, Winston‘s appearance was still extremely embarrassing, which made the hearts of the Blue Feather Sect disciples hang high again.
At that moment, Winston’s hair was scattered and messy, his face was covered in blood, and his robe was torn into pieces.
At a glance, Winston appeared like a big man who a mighty beast just trampled on, and it was enough to make Winston the number one laughing stock in the nation’s official religion election history.
After realizing that, Albert’s face suddenly turned ugly again.
After all, Winston’s embarrassment was naturally his as he was also a Blue Feather Sect cultivator.
There was an uncontrollable snickering from all around the stands, making Winston even more annoyed.
In an unguarded moment, he was beaten so miserably by Caspian and was almost eliminated.
Winston was about to lose his mind.
“Thankfully, I’ve prepared beforehand.” Winston took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, holding a spinning bead in his hand.
‘This Qi-Gatherer Bead can store a small amount of spiritual Qi.
It was originally intended to be used as a killer for the second round, but I didn’t expect it to be wasted here!’ Winston gritted his teeth in anger.
Being bombarded by Caspian not only forced him to expose the Qi-Gatherer Bead but also exposed the fact that he possessed a magic technique of magic shield.
Moreover, these two were what Winston would use to show off his skills in the second round.
“Casper, I won’t let you go this time!” Winston shouted loudly, “Don’t think because you sneaked an attack just now means you won this game.
Even though using the magic shield consumed a lot of spiritual Qi, the spiritual Qi stored in this Qi-Gatherer Bead is enough to support me in handling you next!”
After saying that, Winston took a deep breath.
In that instant, the Qi-Gatherer Bead in his hand seemed to be drained of something as its original luster disappeared, and the entire bead became dull.
The protective light covering the surrounding area expanded in the next moment, and Winston’s momentum rose sharply.
Soon, the surrounding air was immediately pressured, and a roar like a steel plate was being dragged erupted.
Not only that, but the ground under Winston’s feet also kept making crackling sounds as it cracked, forming dense cobweb-like lines.
“You have nowhere to run, and I’m going to make you pay the price by hundredfolds!” Winston gritted his teeth, and his eyes flashed with bright lights.
“Is that so?”
Winston shuddered when Caspian’s voice sounded, and he immediately felt guilty for unknown reasons.
After all, even though it was already impressive that his opponent cast spells continuously just now, Winston believed Caspian was already a spent force based on his experience.
However, Winston still felt hopeless.
Nonetheless, he understood that he had no way out.
Either he would defeat his opponent with a thunderous force, or he would be ridiculed for the rest of his life, bearing the name as a laughing stock.
“I’m a peak second-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator.
How could I lose to you!” Thinking like this, Winston’s aura exploded, and his spiritual Qi almost turned into substance.
In that instant, the void seems to be deformed and folded by the protective light.
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