The burly man opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Archibald's bloodshot eyes. Then he saw the terrifying claws that were less than a finger away from him.

But the claws stopped right in front of him and he didn't take another step forward.

It wasn't because Archibald was afraid, or that he had suddenly changed his mind.

But...

There was a hand.

A long and powerful hand was tightly grasping Archibald's dragon claw.

The difference between the two was too great. One was ugly and ferocious, the giant claw of a magical beast, and the other was fair and noble.

However, the strength of the latter was much greater than the former. It forcibly blocked the dragon claw in midair, unable to advance in the slightest.

The burly man saw the owner of this hand, a handsome and calm youth.

Archibald's scarlet eyes stared at him, his killing intent surging like a tide.

The youth did not look at him in the slightest. He said seriously, "I want to hear him out."

The entire place fell into a strange deathly silence.

Countless pairs of eyes gathered on the youth. Some were saint-level powerhouses, and some were ordinary people.

Shock, awe, surprise, and disbelief.

All sorts of emotions were mixed within the small space.

Archibald's reputation in the Saint Realm was very bad. Many people recognized him and knew of his terrifying strength and background.

Thus, seeing that the burly man was about to die at his hands, no one dared to step out and stop him.

No, even if they had the courage to stop him, they didn't have the strength to do so.

But an ordinary youth actually blocked Archibald's attack.

And it was with one hand!

He didn't use any magic or combat aura!

He relied purely on his physical strength.

There was someone who purely relied on his physical strength to surpass Archibald?

How was this possible!

"It's him!"

Finally, someone shouted excitedly, "Joelson Edward! It's him, he's come to the Saint Realm!"

The atmosphere instantly became heated.

Everyone was talking about the legendary deeds of Joelson.

"The glory of violet, the first radiant-level genius in five thousand years!"

"It's said that he killed more than twenty saint-level powerhouses of the Church of Light. Even the former leader of the judicial group, Stanley, died at his hands!"

"I saw with my own eyes that he walked up the 47th step of the stairway of the gods. Holy Zither was also defeated by him!"

"He also had two saint-level dragon companions. The Black Dragon King of the Giant Dragon race was also slaughtered by him!"

Someone whispered the name of Joelson.

"Enemy of Light!"

"Dragon Slayer!"

At this moment, people suddenly realized that the handsome and elegant young man in front of them was actually a super genius that was not inferior to Archibald.

He was also famous and fierce!

"You are Joelson Edward?"

Archibald stared at Joelson, revealing a mouth full of ferocious teeth with a cruel expression.

Archibald exerted force with his hands and a violent aura surged up.

Joelson had already appeared dozens of meters away with the burly man.

Joelson glanced at Archibald indifferently, looked at the seriously injured man in front of him, and said, "What do you want to say? You can continue now."

The burly man nervously glanced at Archibald not far away. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the figure that terrified him suddenly disappeared.

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding rang out.

A platinum light flashed in the air. The onlookers had not seen what had happened yet.

They saw Joelson slowly withdraw his hand. Archibald stood not far away with an ugly expression.

There was a deep wound on Archibald's lower abdomen and dark red blood was continuously flowing out.

"Don't worry."

Joelson looked at Archibald, whose aura was constantly rising. His calm tone revealed extremely powerful confidence, and his indifferent gaze swept across the entire scene.

"With me here, no one can kill you."

The entire scene fell into silence once again.

A thick red mist was emitted from Archibald's body.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood. Even a saint-level would feel dizzy and uncomfortable when smelling it.

This was a powerful combat aura formed after Archibald's combat aura and dragon aura merged.

Archibald's other arm also began to expand, turning into a ferocious dragon claw.

His current appearance was a little strange and ugly but his strength had become much stronger.

"Partial dragonification!"

"Among the descendants of the Dragon Blood Clan, I'm afraid only Archibald can do this."

The burly man's face also revealed a fearful expression.

No matter what, he was still at the saint-level strength but Archibald had only dragonized one hand and almost killed him. The gap between the two was very huge.

"Be careful!"

He couldn't help but remind Joelson.

Joelson glanced at him as if he didn't care about Archibald at all. He said lightly, "Think about what you want to say. I'll send him away and come back soon."

Many people around heard this.

Their expressions were a bit dull.

What Joelson was facing was the super genius of the Dragon Blood Clan, an existence that was known as the Saint Twin Stars along with the Holy Zither.

Send him away? Come back soon?

That was too arrogant!

However, it seemed that Joelson really had the qualifications.

Not long ago, the Holy Zither had been defeated by Joelson.

Archibald clearly heard this sentence, laughed malevolently, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

There was no expression on Joelson's face and he seemed very calm. He stretched out a hand, clenched his fist, and struck somewhere in front of him.

Bang!

A loud sound!

Joelson's right fist met with a huge dragon claw.

Joelson seemed to have known that Archibald would appear at this location.

The terrifying pressure caused by the collision of pure power caused the surrounding void to ripple like the surface of water.

The surrounding saint-level powerhouses were forced to take a few steps back.

Archibald's expression was ugly. He had already partially dragonized.

His pure strength was even stronger than a peak-stage saint-level knight powerhouse. However, this seemingly skinny youth in front of him was actually able to block it with one hand.

Moreover...

His feet didn't move a single step. Not even the corner of his clothes swayed.

The terrifying power of Archibald's attack seemed to have hit a black hole. It was completely swallowed up and didn't have any effect.

Again!

Archibald's figure disappeared again. Another attack.

His movements were too fast, leaving afterimages in the air.

The ferocious dragon claws attacked Joelson from all kinds of tricky angles.

From the perspective of the surrounding saint-level powerhouses, it seemed like Joelson was fighting against countless Archibald at the same time.

Joelson was not in a hurry. Everyone could see it clearly every time he raised his hand, waved his fist, and blocked.

But he just had to block every attack of Archibald. The latter looked much more miserable.

An extremely terrifying thought emerged in the hearts of the surrounding saint-level masters.

There was only one possibility that could cause such a situation.

That was, the gap between the two was too big.

It was like a battle between a baby and a giant. They were not on the same level at all.

No wonder the Holy Zither was defeated.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

Joelson was too powerful!