Chapter 2304
The Almighty Dragon General
Even Yunus could not believe his eyes.
Jamesâ sword was pressed against Haroldâs neck.
James, on the other hand, smiled faintly and sheathed his Primordial Dragon Blade, saying, âYou have
been defeated, Harold. If I hadnât gone easy on you, your head would have been rolling on the ground
now.â
Jamesâ voice boomed.
Everyone finally understood that James was unbelievably strong. They took a deep breath.
After staring blankly into space for some time, Harold collected himself and roared, âTh-That doesnât
count! Again!â
James looked at him and said coldly, âWhy? Donât tell me you plan to renege on your promise. Even if we
fight for a hundred rounds, you still wonât stand a chance against me.â
Jamesâ sword-fighting was passed down to him by a powerful cultivator in ancient times, and he only
perfected the sword technique after a great deal of effort under Sophieâs guidance. Though the sword
seemed ordinary, it actually contained numerous marvelous sword techniques. Of course, James had yet
to incorporate the sword techniques he learned from the Ancient Clan, or his sword technique would
have been stronger. Moreover, as his strength and the number of sword techniques he practiced
increased, his strength would only grow.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Harold said, âY-You must have cheated! I will defeat you in a single
round if we play fair and square!â
âAlright then, Iâll give you another chance.â James pointed his sword at Harold who was in denial and
said, âMake your move.â
Swish!
A sword appeared in Haroldâs hands as he exuded a powerful aura. The aura of a cultivator at the
Immortal Ascensionâs Eighth Stair overflowed, forming a terrifying force field that affected even the
marshland where bubbles began to form.
âWh-What a powerful auraâ¦â
âIs this the strength of a cultivator at the Immortal Ascensionâs Eighth Stair?â
The crowd hurriedly retreated to the rear for fear of being pulled into the conflict.
However, James was completely unaffected. Though Harold was at the Immortal Ascensionâs Eighth
Stair, Jamesâ physical strength was at the same rank. Not only that, but he was also already in the
middle stage.
Under the crowdâs watchful gaze, James sheathed his sword and looked at Harold, saying smilingly, âI
wonât make a move this time. As long as you can injure me, Iâll consider this my loss.â
âDie, you arrogant b*stard!â Harold roared.
He was a Grand Supernatural, a genius of his time. He had never experienced such humiliation before.
âDie!â
His sword radiated a terrifying Sword Light as he charged toward James, aiming for his chest.
James simply remained where he stood.
When the sword pierced his chest, he staggered backward a few hundred meters before deflecting the
attack.
Clank!
Haroldâs sword snapped in half.
Meanwhile, James patted his chest. His clothes were torn, and the crowd could vaguely see a small
wound on his chest. However, it was only a minor wound. Haroldâs powerful attack had failed to injure
James.
Seeing this, the crowd was dumbfounded.