The Last Primal

722 Chapter 722

Aiden's sidestep evaded Korgoth's supposed killing first move with ease, allowing the sharp tip of the ferocious, bloodthirsty blade to miss his mark just ever so slightly.

At the same time, his body was already moving, leaving behind a series of blurry afterimages as Aiden responded to the 'kind' gesture with an attack of his own at an even faster speed.

His palm carried immense might. It was like a speeding truck, ready to crush the unlucky man to smudge on the arena stone floor.

Infused with the power and innate technique of Aiden's [Mystic Martial Arts] the simple strike, whilst it didn't look anything flashy or outstanding, it made Korgoth's eyelids twitch in shock.

Noticing the shocking speed of this grey robed stranger, and sensing the power behind his palm strike, Korgoth had to shift his previous attitude and seriously focus on the fight.

This guy was way too fast and powerful!

Instantly, Korgoth realized that if he weren't an Elite Captain, and be able to have such a pull to be able to obtain his quasi-artifact weapon, he would be absolutely not a match to this stranger in terms of strength!

In a flash, Korgoth composed himself as he exclaimed with a cold, sinister gaze.

"[Reptilian] Good strike, kiddo!"

Raising his sword, Korgoth stabbed forward once more, ready to slice apart his opponent's chest and directly carve out his heart as well as his core.

The sudden attack was extremely swift, and merciless. From the outside, it seemed that whilst the hooded figure merely wanted to push Captain Korgoth away, the latter was ready to brutally murder in broad daylight.

It also seemingly created a perfect check for the hooded figure. From the outside, it seemed that if Aiden were to advance even half a step more, it would be equivalent to sending his chest directly onto the tip of Korgoth's rapidly advancing blade!

If it would have been anyone else, dodging Korgoth's counterattack in time would already be considered an incredible achievement.

However, unfortunately for Korgoth, his opponent wasn't anybody. Aiden was not someone a mortal, even as trained and skilled as he could hope to properly contend with.

Such an attack was merely child's play to him.

The surrounding crowd held their breaths and looked at the two figures flashing and fluttering on the arena floor without batting an eyelid.

The two of them fought with swiftness and their shadows intersected at a dizzying rate - even trying to keep up with the swiftly changing tides were a great challenge to most. Unless the person held greater skills and hid some meaningful power under his or her belt, most of the clashes were barely more than a series of blurry, hazy images with a few momentary stills mixed in between.

The Temple Guards were all battle-hardened, tempered warriors and specialized in melee combat.

Amongst them, the elites, such as Korgoth, were specialized with an unholy mixture of ferocity and swiftness. Each of his attacks were fast like lightning and could shatter boulders much less than most of his opponents. Most one on one fights would usually end before the referee could even have time to lower his arms, and would usually end with an especially gory, horrific outcome.

Countless figures had died under his bloodthirsty blade.

Back on the arena floor, the two figures were clashing at each other without giving the other any time. Just as his chest was about to slam on top of Korgoth's blade, Aiden's eyes lit up and his body suddenly changed moves. His figure suddenly blurred as if it turned incorporeal. The blade phased through seemingly unable to hurt or even make contact with his body at all.

Suddenly…

*BOOM!*

Before Korgoth could even process what was happening suddenly his senses tingled, warning him of an incoming threat coming from behind. In an instant, without any hesitation, he jerked his body and threw himself towards the left allowing a massive boulder to fly past him with a terrifying momentum!

As he turned over to look at the source, his shock only deepened. The hooded, mysterious stranger was now standing almost a dozen steps behind him. His feet were firmly planted, his fist like a meteor crashed into the ground, forming a massive chasm and splitting the arena floor clean open. Dust clouds flew into the air and the entire place quaked under his might.

What was even more shocking was that despite his show of force, the stranger still smiled calmly, not bothered or even showing any signs of fatigue on his face at all. His forehead wasn't glistening with the sweat his overused muscles should have produced, he looked as if he was still resting and wasn't in a battle to the death.

Caught off guard by all of this, Korgoth's knee buckled and he lost his balance as his pupils constricted.

Aiden however, did not plan to give his opponent any respite. Once again, as a golden light flickered through his sharp gaze, his body blurred once more, disappearing from his place and reappearing before Korgoth in the next instant.

He didn't use any special technique, or any flashy move once again, but merely raised his right arm and reached out in a grabbing motion.

Korgoth, however, whilst he was stunned, still retained his veteran instincts. His arms, even without his direct order moved, and with extreme precision raised his humongous reaper blade before the incoming outstretched palm. A diagonal sweeping strike sliced the air apart as it hurled towards the unprotected flesh.

However, before he could even process what a great counterattack he subconsciously made, the unexpected struck again!

"[Reptilian] Ah!!!"

Korgoth shrieked as both of his wrists suddenly cracked. Blood dripped from his hands, as his grip lessened on the hilt and his huge sword was sent flying away.

Everyone was shocked when they saw that.

How strong was that stranger to be able to disarm the mighty Elite Captain Korgoth in a single, decisive strike! Even worse, with his bare hands!

"[Reptilian] F*ck… Not good!"

Korgoth was alarmed and thought to himself.

However, his reaction was extremely fast as he retreated immediately. He murmured a few incomprehensible words under his nose, and focused his inner energy to circulate, to revolve madly.

Suddenly a transparent thin layer of energy surrounded his frame, allowing him to pry himself away from the rapidly approaching hold and give him just enough time to jump back and turn to flee!

At this point, Korgoth no longer cared about his face, about taking revenge or even trying to suppress this stranger. He merely wanted to get as far away as possible!

"[Reptilian] We have just met each other, why would this Mister run away so suddenly?"

A calm voice came from behind.

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