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Wolves, Maces, And Blood novel Chapter 137

With one foot in Bright World, Sean certainly didn’t use all his strength.

But he was exaggerating when he said it was only 70 percent.

He was just bluffing.

Sean’s voice was like thunder, coming to the ears of the people watching at the Hanging Bridge and along the Kats River. The words immediately caused a huge response.

The noise got worse!

York Rodriguez’s eyelids leapt and the corners of his mouth twitched. His old face instantly rose red, and he looked terrible!

Damn it!

I just gave you a compliment, and you were fucking proud of yourself?

Who did you think you were?

“Ignorant bastard! Just because you’ve survived a few dozen moves from me doesn’t make you proud. Well, you’re not even close!”

York Rodriguez was furious!

Then he came again with his sword!

Sean raised the broadsword to meet him with a cold snort of disdain. “If it were not for the presence of so many people, and I could not expose my real strength, otherwise, within two minutes, I can beat you on your knees with my Bright Energy.” He thought to himself.

Even without Bright Energy, Sean’s Dark Energy background was enough to suppress York Rodriguez. The reason he didn’t do it quickly was because Sean didn’t want to give the impression that he was better than York Rodriguez.

After all, it had been ten years since York Rodriguez made it. Among those old monsters of Complete Stage in Dark Energy, his strength ranked relatively high.

If Sean killed him cleanly at first, even without using Bright Energy, it would make people suspect that he was not far away from the fabled Bright World.

He tried to pretend, but the standoff was not an option.

So…

Boom!

Ten moves later, Sean suddenly ramped up Dark Energy’s output. When the Wolf’s Massacre and Grimsteel Sword collided again, the sharp edges met, sparking a series of dazzling sparks.

York Rodriguez turned pale and was pushed back five or six meters by Sean. There was a tingling in the jaws of his right hand, which was gripping the Grimsteel Sword!

Sean, on the other hand, only took half a step back!

“Damn it!”

York Rodriguez’s heart was shaking wildly, and he looked at Sean with a kind of shock in his eyes. “This guy, did he really not give it his best shot?” he thought.

This blow was definitely better than it was before!

Sean asked, “Old Rodriguez, do you believe me now?”

“Are you ready to die?”

He didn’t give York Rodriguez a chance to talk, to play hardball. With that, Sean took the knife and, with a whoosh of wind, he was a ghost and chose to attack.

York Rodriguez swallowed the shock in his heart and fought hard!

Two people were fighting together again back and forth. Blades and booms seemed to be everywhere. The raging river beneath their feet was split into ravines. In the light of hundreds of headlights along the Kats River, the waves were like pearls floating in the sky!

The fierce scene brought an indescribable visual impact to the crowd watching the war!

This time, it wasn’t a tie!

Sean was practically holding York Rodriguez down. The Wolf’s Massacre was so imposing that York Rodriguez almost took a few steps back after every blow. One or two blows was nothing, but after dozens of blows, York Rodriguez moved back dozens of meters!

Even ordinary people, not to mention those Masters of Dark Energy, could see that the deadlock was broken. York Rodriguez was losing ground, and it didn’t look good!

“Are they…”

“Are they going to decide who wins?”

“Mr. Mason is really good! Oh, my god, this is awesome!”

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