Cosmic Paragon

The crowd watched with abated breath.

This fight had started off with everybody expecting a one-sided beat down only for Paragon to surprise them.

Now they felt some suspense and were anticipating just who would win.

Now that Evil Samurai King wa going all out, his aura flared eexplosivively and weighed down heavily on A devastating chill spread throughout the battlefield.

"You had best bring out your greatest power and use all your Trump cards. You are not strong enough to kill me if you don't go all out."

Evil Samurai King's voice rang as he raised his blade and channelled his magic power.

'Frost Power - Crescent Cleave!'

With a loud shout, bone chilling frost power exploded and Evil Samurai King's blade descended.

A snow white crescent moon shaped energy wave shot out from the blade and the hissing sound of cutting resounded as the blade energy descended.

Drake sensed the immense danger from this attack and quickly jumped out of the way, not daring to take it head on or it might kill him.

BOOM!

Freezing cold magic power flew past Drake and crashed into the ground causing a large crater several meters wide.

Drake's heart shivered at the sight of the destruction caused by this attack. It reminded him of the Golden Crown Tyrant Black Hawk's wind bomb from the fallen city survival training. Back then, that attack had almost killed Cassandra.

Drake was much stronger now than he was back then, but he still didn't dare to take that attack head on.

The Cosmic Armor powered by the Aquarius constellation was powerful and it would not let that attack kill him, but the shock from the impact would probably leave him with serious internal injuries.

Evil Samurai King's attack however, was even more condensed and while maybe it could not cut clean through him, it would probably turn him into an ice statue.

Evil Samurai King continued using several more devastating magic powered attacks. Each of his attacks was were sharp like a blade while also packing powerful explosive force.

"You refuse to bring out your full strength, is it because you want an excuse when you lose or is it that you're just not man enough to do it?" Evil Samurai King sneered. He knew that Paragon had multiple magic powers and he wanted to completely trample all over his while he was going all out.

"Haha, I should have known. Why else would you have spared that Shadow family girl? It's because you don't dare to go all out it's probably because you were afraid of her background right? You don't want them to get information they can use to trace you. Why else would you wear a mask if not because you are trying to hide your identity."

Drake had a knee bent and he was trying to catch his breath while Evil Samurai King stood arrogantly towering over him. The chain was on the ground a few meters in front of him. After being hacked so many times by Evil Samurai King's blade energy, it had been cut in half.

"Humph, you're a coward. Your parents raised a coward! Just your weapon tells us what kind of weapon you have. It's either too small or eternally flexible. You probably can't get it up."

"Hahaha, I don't blame you though. It's probably your parents fault. If I were the one that fucked your mother you would have a weapon like mine."

Evil Samurai King laughed. However, something suddenly changed and out of no where he felt a terrifying soul piercing killing intent lock onto him.

His voice immediately cut off.

That killing intent was so scary Evil Samurai King felt his heart beat alternate between stopping and racing, and his very soul shivered.

It did not take Evil Samurai King much to realise that the source of his ominous feeling was coming from Paragon.

Evil Samurai King was startled.

As a true seasoned veteran warrior, Evil Samurai King wasn't new to killing intent as many mages from his family had strong killing intent and baleful aura around them. Killing intent was something only the truly powerful mages would have, yet right now he was locked onto by a killing intent more powerful than that of any other he had ever felt.

The audience also noticed a change in the atmosphere around Paragon.

Jeremy's pupils instantly constricted. "Shit just got serious." That look made his heart jump.

"Phillip, Is your camera rolling?" He asked not turning his gaze from the two combatants.

Phillip nodded sternly. "Yeah, always." He also noticed the change in the atmosphere.

Jeremy nodded and reminded. "Good! Make sure you get this part, it's about to get real."

A few experts in the stands also understood and had solemn looks on their faces. The Arena was large and there were several fights going on at the same time so you could not watch every fight.

Actually from the stands you would see that there were ten domed Battle stages that had fights going on on them. If you wanted to watch a fight, all you had to do was focus on one of the stages and the magic power powering your seat would immediately make it so that was the only fight you could see. It would immerse you fully into the fight and practically block out all distractions except maybe from others watching the same fight as you.

If you chose to do so, you could also isolate yourself to completely block out all distractions, except most people would not chose to do such.

While Evil Samurai King's fight had drawn lots of attention, there were fights going on that took other peoples attention.

Many people in the stands had been watching whatever they wanted, however they suddenly felt like they had suddenly fallen into an ice cavern. The atmosphere turned stifling like there was a weight on their chests and a pressure squeezing their hearts.

The experts in the stands recognized the feeling while others were confused.

'This kind of killing intent, how is it possible for something like this to appear in a preliminaries match.'

They quickly turned their attention towards the source of the dense killing intent only to be presented with Paragon's match against the Evil Samurai King. Some of the people that had also been fighting at this time also felt the sudden killing intent which surprised them.

For those that recognized that this feeling was killing intent, they quickly bombarded their opponents with powerful attacks to quickly wrap up their fight. They wanted to know just who was fighting that was releasing such a scary aura.

Just like that, in an instant Paragon's fight attracted more viewers.

At first they were slightly surprised that it was a fight involving the Evil Samurai King, but what had them even more captivated when they found that the Killing intent which had drawn them over wasn't from Evil Samurai King but from his opponent.

There were some that did not recognize who Paragon was, but they soon did from the discussions going on among the others in the stands.

Many that did not recognize him were shocked to find out that this was the same Paragon that was said to have defeated the Illusion King a few days ago.

Paragon slowly got to his feet then cracked his neck.

The aura around him was vastly different from what it was before.

In the past he was like a sheathed sword; reserved and mysterious. Now he was a drawn blade giving off a sharp tyrannical aura, his killing intent threatened to cut through the heavens.

"I thought this was just a simple competition so I've been playing around with you. Now I know I was wrong. It's a shame though, I wanted to drag this out a bit longer since it's not every day I get to fight a strong opponent." He took a deep breath then added. "You said something about death by a thousand cuts as punishment? I'm going to borrow that and let you experience it."

Paragon's gaze suddenly stopped on Evil Samurai King and his eyes sharpened. Paragon immediately charged forward.

Evil Samurai King felt like a primordial beast had just set it's sights on him and his heart lurched. He instinctively retreated a step.

However, when he realized what he had just done his face turned unsightly. He felt humiliated.

Just who was he?

He was one of the 10 Kings, he was one of the strongest mages in the younger generation. Yet, here he was retreating in fear in a fight against a nobody that he was just toying with a second ago. Just because of a feeling and a look.

Unforgivable!

"Die!"

Evil Samurai King roared and brandished his blade slashing madly with all his might.

Drake rushed forward but the Evil Samurai King's attack was faster, it almost instantly crossed the distance. The Blade energy had yet to even reach Drake, but he was able to sense the piercing pain.

'Teleport!'

SWISH!

In that instant, Drake's body suddenly disappeared from his original spot and the blade energy cleaved through that point but Drake was already gone. The next second however, Drake's figure came into being right in between the chains on the ground. Another energy blade reached Drake at this moment and he quickly rolled on the ground to get out of the way.