The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 88

The coldness of death suddenly pierced through Marsha’s flesh, bones and blood, and soul like countless steel needles.

The white-bearded elder’s palm got closer and closer to Abraham.

At that moment, Marsha felt as if his breathing instantly became rapid, and his heart beat violently with a rhythm twice as fast as usual.

He could even clearly hear his blood surging crazily inside of him.

At the moment of death, the potential of Marsha’s whole body was stimulated, and he perfectly displayed the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows’ five-star footwork, Phecda, which he was yet to fully master before that.

Swoosh

His silhouette flashed, and Marsha appeared at the other side of the ring.

The white-bearded elder’s slap fell.

Bang!

The spot where Marsha stood on the arena before that instantly exploded and collapsed, the wood shavings filled the air and became ash.

The surrounding Lawrence family members felt the burst of energy, and their faces were ashen.

Finally, everyone hurriedly retreated with a frightened and shocked expression on their faces.

The white-bearded elder was stunned, but he finally realized Marsha dodged his attack, and he missed.

He was a Pulse Control Realm cultivator, but he could not even kill a True Martial Real warrior!

Moreover, it happened right in front of everyone.

Anger and embarrassment instantly surged in the white-bearded elder.

“Lydia! Imbecile! I must kill you!” The white-bearded elder roared.

Rage boiled in him and even his surrounding air seemed to be distorted, making sounds of frictions.

‘Pulse Control Realm…’ Marsha clenched his jaw, struggling to defend himself.

Although his strength was much better than those warriors of the same realm, Marsha was still unable to perceive the essence of the world.

Hence, he was unfit to become a Pulse Control Realm cultivator.

The gap between those two was unimaginable for ordinary men.

It was a fluke to be able to escape the white-bearded elder’s slap.

If he showed his true strength, Marsha did not have the confidence to hold on any longer.

Then, the white-bearded elder roared, “Heart Destroyer Slap!” He extended his fingers, just like a wild animal, and fiercely attacked Abraham.

The surrounding atmosphere was like boiling water, and everyone could see the air tumbling.

“I’ll not be hit by you so easily!” Marsha’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his killing intent that only appeared during wars was suddenly ignited.

When the white-bearded elder met Marsha’s eyes, he felt his heart tremble.

“This fellow… What a strong murderous force!”

“The Strangulation of an Angered Dragon!” Marsha yelled, and the muscles in his arms made a stretching sound.

Then, with a full blow, he was about to blast out an attack.

‘Even if I was hit by you, I need to cripple one of your arms!’

At that moment, a white silhouette gracefully flew over from not far away.

Its movement was light, yet it was speedy.

White clothes like snow, dark hair like the night… The slender figure had a unique sweet fragrant that only a young girl had.

Then, she stood in front of Abraham.

With a gentle scream, she extended her palm and blocked the white-bearded elder’s attack.

Their palms met, and an explosion sound came.

Bang!

Boom!

It was as if a large piece of steel plate exploded, and the deafening sound set off a shock wave.

The arena cracked everywhere, and it swayed before it fell.

The Lawrence family members around the arena were shocked, and their faces were ashen as they hurriedly retreated.

Some of them were so terrified that they fell to the ground trembling, and they could not stand no matter how they tried.

As the afternoon sun shone on the girl’s slender back, Marsha suddenly felt a strange emotion rise in his heart.