The flaming birds were the condensation of Dale’s energy and transformed back to its original red-light state, diffusing into the surroundings when they were struck by Wesley's sword. Wesley’s speed of casting out the attacks was lightning fast and even though Dale kept on replenishing the flaming birds with his true energy, there was still a big hole in the swarm.
Wesley shot through the hole when it was big enough for him to go through and instantly appeared in front of Dale. The corners of Dale's lips went rigid, he did not expect that Wesley would be able to break through the swarm.
The flaming birds were no match for Wesley at all. Wesley scoffed and the three-foot sword in his hand cast out a dazzling silver light. The two mini stars orbiting around his sword, cracked and their light infused into the sword, making it as bright as the galaxy.
At this sight, the back of Dale’s neck went cold. He madly performed another round of hand seals to summon the scattered flaming birds to create a barrier in front of him.
That did not even make Wesley bat his eyelid. He raised his sword again and said," Behold my Seven Stars Meteor Cloud!”
The dazzling galaxy light became one with the sword and cut down on the flaming bird's barrier just when everyone was widening their eyes. They heard a crisp cracking sound and the flaming bird barrier split in half.
Even though the flaming bird barrier absorbed most of the attack, the remaining force landed on Dale. He suddenly felt a tearing pain in his shoulders and chest as the blood dyed his clothes red. He screamed painfully and was sent flying before landing on the ground with a heavy thud. All the spectators had their jaws already dropped to the ground by then.
Wesley raised his cold brow and cast out another sword attack. The attack was not aimed at Dale’s vital organs but was still imbued with a powerful force. Everyone heard a slashing sound and another deep sword wound appeared on Dale's chest.
The first sword slash was from Dale's left shoulder, cutting diagonally across his right torso and the second was from his right shoulder, cutting diagonally across his left torso and the combined effect was a bloody X. His shirt was completely stained red and he looked extremely pitiful. However, it was not the pain that he could not handle but the humiliation brought by Wesley.
After that second slash, Wesley stored his sword back in the storage space and alighted gently near Dale, who was lying on the ground. He looked down at Dale with a mocking and condescending expression, making Dale flush even redder in the face. Dale tried to stand up, wanting to fight to death with Wesley.
However, before he could do that, they all heard the results being announced. "The winner is Wesley Sayer. The two contestants will swap their ranking and the wager of one hundred and fifty contribution points goes to Wesley Sayer."
Once the announcement sounded, no matter how frustrated Dale was, there was nothing he could do. The rules must be obeyed.
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