Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 807
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'A vain attempt at humiliating me?' Davis imperceptibly shook his head, but his gaze fell on Elder Towerfall.
He could tell who was behind the scenes, but if this was his way of getting revenge, then he would have to say that it was quite low-grade, not befitting of people coming from major powers.
"Let the battle begin!" A shout rang out from the referee!
Baize instantly dropped all pretense and shot forwards with his flames soaring behind his body. He appeared as if he was shooting star that left a trail of fire in the air!
Baize's flame enveloped his rear as he shot towards his opponent at an incredible speed!
In two seconds, he neared Evelynn and slammed his two hands right at her face, trying to crush her from the air as the tide of flames generated from his body plummeted right above her!
Evelynn possessed an indifferent expression as her suppressed Law Manifestation Stage undulations scrambled the heaven and earth energy around her. She gazed at the tide of flames flying towards her and backed off a few steps, accurately landing outside the range of the engulfing flames.
The scene was just as if she avoided the maw of a flaming magical beast, threatening to engulf her in the pit of fire but right just when the tide of flames stood in front of her like a wall, prohibiting her line of sight, a figure wrapped in flames shot out, its hand reaching out towards her bosoms.
Evelynn's eyes narrowed as she saw those flaming hands were just inches away when she twisted her right leg and moved to the side, barely avoiding those flaming hands which sought to humiliate her.
Baize grinned sinisterly and turned his head to look at her with a teasing expression on his face before a resounding sound echoed.
*Paaahhh!!~~*
"!!!"
It was a sound that made everyone flinch as they almost felt their cheek tremble from the impact. The crowd visibly shook as they held their cheeks.
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Baize could only tell that he momentarily lost his vision before he hit the floor in an awkward position as his face fell right on the battle platform.
Just when he came to his senses, he felt a stinging pain on his left cheek. He checked the skin with his fingers and felt it to be hot, but when he slightly looked around, he could see broken pieces of teeth and blood spewed all over the ground.
He instantly stood up but fumbled a moment before rage completely took over him.
He was slapped! He was slapped by a woman!!!
Many people's eyes bulged in shock!
Alexi Ethren blinked, wondering when did Alchemist Davis possess such a person as his wife. That slap even made him gulp in reverence.
Elder Towerfall's expression became a sight to behold as his cheeks twitched. His eyes fell on the woman whom he had underestimated in the beginning. He could only sense that she was Low-Level Law Manifestation Stage Cultivator but to think that she was also a Peak-Level Martial Ascendance Stage Cultivator.
A Peak-Level Sixth Stage Body Tempering Cultivator!
He couldn't help but inwardly sigh, 'This battle is already lost...'
He arrived at such a conclusion because Baize was only a Low-Level Martial Ascendance Stage Cultivator, and his other two cultivation systems were even worse that they dwelled below the Fifth Stage. For Baize to battle and defeat the woman known as Evelynn almost came off as an impossible feat to him.
But at the same time, he became horrified to see that a woman below her hundreds was able to reach the Peak-Level of Martial Ascendance Stage! He just couldn't believe it! However, when he thought of the effects of the nectar, he couldn't help but feel doubtful.
Evelynn still kept her right hand in a slapped posture as she haughtily looked at Baize. When she saw Baize angrily look at her, a smile finally lit up her face....
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Davis looked at Evelynn in glee, but he too felt his cheek tingle when the sound of slap reached his ears. Fortunately, he had never received one from her. Otherwise, it just wouldn't be a tingle.
"Argh!! Die!!" Baize almost went insane when he saw her smile mockingly at him, but he couldn't stop himself from attacking her with all he got.
Flames erupted from the pores of his body, completely engulfing him. He looked like a flaming war god as two five-meter radius globes of crimson-colored flames appeared above his palm. It took complete form before he threw them right at Evelynn.
Evelynn took a long side step as she easily dodged, traversing half a kilometer with every step. Those crimson spheres continuously came at her, making her stick to evading, but it was so graceful that everyone could see that she possessed a lot of leeways to defend.
"Is that all you've got?"
A taunt!
Hearing it, Baize violently reacted as he went insane, and it was even more so when he heard the waves of laughter echo from the crowd. He became completely enraged!
The two crimson globes of flames that appeared above him palms disappeared before he shot towards Evelynn at a blindingly fast movement speed, and combined with his flaming body; he looked like a flaming comet that was going to crash into the moon.
Evelynn lifted her hands, and a yellowish-golden glow covered her body and mainly her arms. She looked at the incoming figure wrapped in flames and maintained a steady posture while her gaze became serene.
A fist that was covered in crimson flames moved right towards Evelynn's face but landed right on her palm as she blocked it while a resounding sound echoed out!
*Rumble!~*
Other than a muffled sound echoing throughout the martial arena, nothing happened as Baize momentum was completely snuffed out, his flames residing and eaten as if being overwhelmed by a dominating weight and power.
Baize became momentarily shocked before he finally realized that they were not on the same level! Her Peak-Level Martial Ascendance Stage undulations were plain to see, but even then, instead of giving up, his expression became sinister as he opened his first and tried to capture her in his palm that got blocked while his other hand punched out towards her gut.
Evelynn flicked her fingers that momentarily sent his palm grasp tumbling, and using the brief moment, she moved back and gained a bit of distance.
"Is that all you've got?"
*Crack!~*
Baize's fist stiffened as veins erupted from his forehead from hearing the same taunt. Contrary to what one would think, that allowed him to regain control of his actions instead of going completely insane, but he didn't stop and wanted to see that beautiful yet mocking face of hers explode into pieces by his fist.
This also made him aware that his strength was incomparable to hers before he bit his lower lip and condensed blood from his heart before sacrificing his blood essence!
At the same time, a weapon appeared in his hand, a flaming mace that raged in comprehension to its master's feelings. The High-Level Sky Grade Armament, even without a spirit, was able to sense its master's rage, and it merely responded to his call before an overwhelming power surged into it.
*Boom!~*
An explosion occurred, covering a two-kilometer radius in smoke.
Evelynn took four steps away and appeared out of the radius of the smoke, but what appeared in front of her was a flaming mace slamming down on her.
She dodged to the side, and the mace wrapped in the wave of flames struck the ground and let a stream of flames that extended till the edge of the martial platform before plunging towards the crowd.
"Ahhhh!"
Fire instantly crept upon people whereupon they were badly burnt!
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