The sight revealed after the dust cloud was blown away left everyone in awe and disbelief; how was this even possible?
One had to know that this sword burned with a hot flame, making it a red hot iron sword, but Nero still held it with his bare hands! Even if he used his Spirit Qi to protect his hands, it would still be unbelievable because Situ had higher cultivation and should have more vibrant Spirit Qi than Nero who had lesser cultivation. However, the tables had turned and the one at a disadvantage was Situ!
Although some martial artists might be able to endure the heat from the flame, it shouldn't be when the other is considered to have the higher strength.
Seeing that his attack was stopped, Situ then tried to take back his sword and counter-attack, but his sword didn't move. It stayed still like Nero's hands had clamped it down. Now, he started to have a bad premonition, but it was already too late. Nero parried the sword to the side; his fingers had already formed what seemed to be a tiger claw and sent it striking towards Situ's chest!
Puff-
Situ was sent flying backward while spitting a mouthful of blood. The sound of bones shattering clearly resounded in the air of the arena as Situ crashed into the many layers of defensive formations. No one was certain if he was dead or alive at the moment and no one was willing to check, in fear that Nero would turn against them. Nero's move just now was indeed dreadful and unsightly. No one here could believe that such a fearsome person existed in the young generation of the Western Earth Kingdom. Nero was undoubtedly older than everyone here combined, but due to his attainments in the path of cultivation, he was able to remain this young even after many years had passed.
Blood flowed like a river, Situ's condition was horrible. Makenna couldn't bear to see this and jumped onto the stage and appeared where Situ laid. Probing Situ's condition, his face turned aghast. Five visible dents appeared on his chest. His ribs were broken that some even punctured his lungs causing blood to flow internally; his chest was a thing of the past. Seeing this, Makenna's eyes blazed with raging anger as his aura suddenly shot into the air.
Seeing as things began to unfold, Aito prepared to move into action when a mind transmission message rang out in his ear.
"Do not do anything…." The voice calmly ordered. This was the voice of the State Master and he had ordered Aito to not get involved. Aito heard this message and reluctantly sat back down; a trace of unwillingness crossed his face. Amaya saw this scene and guessed that her father had given him an order. Amaya wasn't worried that Nero might be at a disadvantage; after all, he had defeated the number one tyrant of the Western Earth Kingdom and destroyed his base as a bonus, a feat that even her father couldn't yet accomplish.
Compared to Saburo, who was Makenna? Someone who was courting death was not enough to describe how foolish he was to think that he could bully someone like Nero. A confident smile spread across her charming face when she saw the battle end in such a miserable manner for these people.
Over at the stage, Nero was directly facing off Makenna's killing intent, however, his expression remained unfazed.
Nero coldly snorted, "Do you think that I'm afraid of you? You order your people to kill me with any opportunity they get, and when they fail you think you can force me to retreat? I don't care who you are or what power you possess, but if you dare to make a move then do so, I'll give it back to you ten folds!"
Nero's words struck like lightning, loud, fearless, and direct. It carried an indescribable momentum that caused the heart to palpitate. Even Makenna had to think twice if he was able to go against such power, and it was only his words! However, he quickly dispersed those thoughts. No matter how brave Nero was, to Makenna, he was still a Foundation Establishment nobody that couldn't pose a threat to him. Thinking this, Makenna started walking towards Nero; his power growing with each step.
At this time a voice suddenly reverberated through the air, bouncing off the many layers of defensive formations and striking like lightning.
"Makenna! Do you dare go against the rules!?"
These words carried an unspeakable pressure that weighed heavily on Makenna.
This voice belonged to the State Master!
He had finally made a move!
The arena instantly turned silent. No one dared to move or even breathe as they feared that they would suffer an unspeakable fate. The only sound that echoed in this tense atmosphere was the sound of Makenna's bones cracking under this enormous pressure. Makenna couldn't bear it any longer and slumped on one knee, biting out two words.
"I- yield!"
This was beyond humiliating.
Words alone had caused the haughty Makenna to slump to the ground and admit defeat!
This was the power of the Gandor kingdom's State Master!
An existence said to be only second to that old mad man. With cultivation at the Mid-stage Grand Cultivation Realm, he had thoroughly wiped the floor with Makenna with no room to save face. Makenna didn't have the power to contend with the power of a Mid-stage Grand cultivation powerhouse much less the Gandor kingdom State Master, so yielding was his best option.
Nero who was by the side could slightly feel this pressure and was able to discern that the power of the Gandor State Master was a tad stronger than Saburo and also the Great Elder Aito. He wasn't so sure why the State Master suddenly decided to help him out but he didn't mind it. To him, it was already good luck for Makenna that he wasn't the one who made the move. Turning to the crowd, Nero roared out two earth-shaking words…
"Who's next!?"