How did Fane manage to kill two hundred? In the isolated space, Jordan might have been certain that he would win, but he did not slack off. He still did what he could to kill the Purple Soul beasts.
After a candle's worth of time, his true energy had been completely depleted! Eighty beasts were already his limit, but he never expected Fane to double his count!
Jordan shook his head crazily, "Impossible! How could you have double my number?! You're just an alchemist. I'm a disciple of the Unbreaking Pavillion. I'd already reached the middle stage of the spring solidifying realm in Hestia Continent!
"Among the inner disciples, I'm one of the top! How are you stronger than me? There has to be a problem. The Purple Soul Plate must have a problem!"
He refused to accept the truth and was even sure that the Purple Soul Plate definitely miscounted.
Otherwise, their results could not possibly be so different. How was this alchemist stronger than him at all? How did Fane kill more than twice his number?!
Even Manfred refused to accept that fact, but Manfred did not know what to say. Manfred had personally witnessed the results growing further and further apart. He had personally seen Fane leaving Jordan in the dust.
At that moment, he wanted to console Jordan, but he did not know what to say. Fane raised an eyebrow, not caring about how crazily Jordan was acting. He merely looked at the ceiling of the hall.
That tournament concerned their life and death. The person who lost would have to pay with their lives. Did the plate not say that the loser would be struck by the Purple Soul Lightning? Why was nothing happening?
Just as he was thinking about that, a purple cloud suddenly formed in the skies.
Everything had happened far too suddenly. Before Fane could react, a flash of purple lightning shot down from mid-air. It precisely struck at Jordan.
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