His face was pale, and there was blood trickling down his lips.
“What in the…”
Everyone’s eyes were glued to the battle. James’ move was so terrifying that they thought Sergio would be killed. However, they did not expect someone to appear in the nick of time and deflected James’ Fourteen Heavenly Swords, thereby saving Sergio in the process.
At that moment, even the First Blood Emperor was confused.
Who is he? Is he a hidden powerful martial artist in our clan?
How terrifying could he be to withstand that attack?
If even the First Blood Emperor was in a state of confusion, there was no way others would know the identity of the man.
“T-Thank you, Father…” Sergio spoke.
At that moment, realization dawned on everyone’s faces.
He was Harland Walchelin, the father of Sergio Walchelin and the son of the Dragon Slayer Kaiden Walchelin.
He was a ninth-rank martial artist. However, he had let his guard down. He did not expect James’ move to be this powerful.
At that moment, he had suffered some injuries. His Blood Energy churned, and blood trickled down his lips.
Leaning against the Primordial Dragon Slayer, James slowly stood up and looked at Harland, uttering word by word, “What is the meaning of this? Are you two now ganging up on me? If so, I’ll have to call for help.”
After he said that, he scanned his surroundings.
Then, he spotted Sky. “How much longer do you intend to hide, Sky?”
Upon hearing this, Sky slowly walked toward James and looked at him, asking, “Are you fine?”
Just a moment ago, James performed the Fourteen Heavenly Swords and caused great destruction. Even though he was standing a distance away, he could still feel a shiver running down his spine. If he confronted James head-on, there was no way he could block the attack.
James’ move could annihilate all martial artists who were below the ninth rank. Since the member of the Blood Race managed to deflect the attack, that could only mean that he was a ninth-rank martial artist.
Upon thinking about this, Sky took a deep breath.
Even after combining his strength with James, he might not stand a chance against them. After all, James’ True Energy was completely depleted. At the moment, he was no different from an ordinary man.
However, James knew he could not fall in such circumstances.
Gathering his strength, he raised the Primordial Dragon Blade and said smilingly. “Of course I’m fine… Looks like the Blood Race has some really powerful martial artists. That man is possibly a ninth-rank grandmaster. We have to work together and annihilate them all.”
“Great!” Sky cried out.
At that moment, Harland’s expression turned grim. He never expected James to be capable of injuring him.
How could a youngster be this powerful?
If even a youngster was this powerful, he found it hard to imagine how unbelievably insane the ninth-rank martial artists were.
At that moment, he did not wish to prolong the battle. That was the Blood Race’s primary objective.
They aimed to turn the Solean martial artists against the other, while they stood by the sidelines and reaped all the benefits for themselves. However, no ninth-rank martial artists from Sol came. Only a handful of eighth-rank martial artists participated in the tournament.
It seemed that he had no choice but to hand the dragon blood over to James.
After a brief moment of thinking, Harland smiled and said, “Surely you jest! We aren’t ganging up on you. I only intervened to save Sergio’s life. Since you defeated him, you’re now the most powerful individual in the world. Naturally, the Blood Race will hold up our end of the bargain and hand over the dragon’s blood and information on the dragon’s whereabouts to you.”
Since this was how things had developed, the Blood Race could only turn to Plan B, handing over the dragon’s blood and turning the Solean martial artists against each other.
Once they turned against each other, the Blood Race would be the ones who ultimately benefited from the infighting. Of course, it would be great if they could lure ninth-rank martial artists out.