Breeding Dragons From Today Chapter 382
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Compared to the envy of the crowd and the gratitude of Toby and Edessa...
When the arena lords on the dueling platform heard this news, they all fell into a state of panic.
He was able to obtain an additional spot, and this spot was obviously chosen from among them.
The arena lords' gazes fell onto Joelson, afraid that he would choose them.
After all, everyone had seen Joelson's strength just now.
The Ripper, a famous genius of the Orencia Empire. What was the result of meeting Joelson?
He had been defeated in a single move!
And it had been a crushing defeat!
The Ripper hadn't even put up any resistance before admitting defeat.
They didn't believe that their strength would be much stronger than the Ripper's. Even if they were truly stronger than the Ripper, what use would it be?
Block the first attack, then admit defeat in the second?
The faces of the nine arena lords all turned ugly, especially that middle stage demigod arena lord.
His gaze towards Joelson was filled with unconcealable terror.
He was the weakest of the nine arena lords. In order to be safe, Joelson would definitely choose him as his opponent.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the middle stage demigod arena lord became filled with despair.
If the attack which had shattered the Ripper had landed on him, he probably wouldn't even have had the chance to admit defeat, and would have died!
Even if Joelson was hindered by the rules and didn't kill him, he would still be heavily injured!
"Alas!"
The middle stage demigod ringmaster let out a long sigh, making a decision in his heart.
When Joelson came up to challenge him, he would admit defeat.
In any case, he wouldn't be able to win ten matches in a row. It was already good enough for him to win one match.
At the very least, he would be able to save his life and not be seriously injured.
Clearly, everyone had the same thoughts as him.
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The people by the side of the dueling platform all looked at the intermediate demigod arena lord with pitiful gazes.
It was as though they had already seen his tragic end.
Everyone's gazes turned towards Joelson, waiting for him to make his decision.
They saw Joelson slowly fly up from the dueling platform, and then...
He landed on the dueling platform closest to him. He didn't choose the middle stage demigod arena lord as his opponent.
No one revealed an overly surprised look on their faces. Instead, it was as though this was what he should have done.
In the short period of time since Joelson had stepped onto the dueling platform, everyone had been shocked too many times. They were beginning to feel numb.
Even if Joelson did something, everyone felt that they would no longer be shocked.
Seeing that Joelson didn't hesitate at all, and directly flew onto his own arena, the arena lord's face became even uglier.
He hadn't expected that Joelson would actually choose him as his opponent.
Could it be that he didn't put him in his eyes at all?
One had to know that he was a famous genius of the Orencia Empire. There weren't many people at the peak demigod level who could defeat him!
"Why don't you go challenge that mid-stage demigod?" The arena lord stared warily at Joelson, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
Joelson's face was calm. He didn't even glance at him. Calmly, he said, "What's the difference?"
The arena lord was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.
"Is that so?"
The arena lord let out a self-deprecating laugh, then muttered to himself in a low voice.
That was indeed so.
He had almost forgotten that even the Ripper could not withstand a single move from Joelson.
What difference did it make who he chose as his opponent?
What could he be?
Anyway, no matter who it was, it was just a matter of one move.
"Too arrogant!"
"But I really like it!"
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"That's right! This is the arrogance of a genius, or perhaps a genius like him should be like this!"
"What's his name? How come I've never heard of him before?"
"I heard that his name is Joelson!"
"How could there be no news of such a genius of the younger generation in the past?"
"Perhaps he is the disciple of a peak highgod who was previously hidden!"
"Unfortunately, none of these arena lords are a match for him. We can't know just how powerful he truly is!"
...
Due to Joelson's powerful strength, he had unknowingly gained quite a bit of popularity.
The crowd also believed that Joelson might not be deliberately arrogant. He was just telling the truth.
This arrogance even made the crowd admire him even more!
At this moment, the referee also opened his mouth.
"The other ringmasters will wait for this match to end before continuing to accept the challenge."
Because this match was special, they decided to let this match be carried out first.
On the dueling ring.
Looking at the opponent in front of him, Joelson shook his head, feeling a little disappointed.
This ringmaster's strength was far inferior to the Ripper. If he used it to test the arcane platinum power, he would probably kill him with one move.
Seeing Joelson shake his head in disappointment, the ringmaster felt indignant, and his face became calm.
No matter what, he was one of the famous geniuses of the Orencia Empire. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he couldn't let him look down on him so much!
No matter what, he had to create some trouble for him!
Thinking of this, the arena lord looked at Joelson with a resolute look.
The arena lord held the long spear tightly in his hand, and the fire law appeared. A dark red flame appeared on the tip of the spear and shot toward Joelson. His whole body turned into a beam of light and shot out.
Joelson looked at the arena lord indifferently as he slowly extended his right hand. Endless fire-type arcane power gathered in the sky.
Countless black and red light dots lit up in the sky above the dueling ring. In an instant, they became bigger and bigger.
Arcane Meteor Shower!
In the next moment, countless flames rained down like a torrential rain as they smashed down on the arena lord.
Boom!
Countless explosions rang out in the arena.
Smoke and dust rose up, filling the entire arena, making it impossible for everyone to see what was happening inside.
"How is it?"
"I can't see clearly!"
"But I saw that the move that Joelson used just now didn't seem to be the same move as before!"
"That's right, I saw it too. He used a fire-type arcane law!"
"He's actually so powerful with both elements?"
"It's not strange for a genius like him to be able to do this."
"Why didn't he use the previous move?"
"If Joelson had used the previous move, with this ring master's strength, he would have been directly killed!"
The people on the side of the dueling platform began to discuss.
Not long after, the smoke and dust on the dueling platform slowly subsided.
Everyone saw the situation on the dueling platform.
They only saw a tall and slender figure standing on the dueling platform amidst the faint smoke. He did not move at all and was very calm.
After the smoke had completely dispersed, everyone saw it clearly.
Joelson's expression was calm. His long robe was as brand new as before. Even his handsome face was not stained by a single speck of dust.
The crowd was not too shocked. In their opinion, this arena lord was not a match for Joelson.
Toby and Edessa both revealed joyful expressions. Joelson had won once again. In this way, Joelson had won two spots to enter the tomb of the sovereign.
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