Chapitre 451: Battle

The two Sect Masters shot up forward to block the incoming Fire Cultivator.

"NO!" I shouted, and it didn't take more than a snort for the two sect masters to be shot back down to the ground.

"I find it interesting when flies try and fight back, die," the fire cultivator said as he pulled up his hand forward, it looked charred black and from it an incinerating wave shot out to burn the entire arena.

I raised both my hands forward and shot up every ounce of Qi I had in my body, not to stop or block, because trying to do so and trying to suppress a King Class cultivator was nothing short of suicide. But to take control and subvert the incoming wave of fire.

My Veridian Heart Flame was fueled by my Soul energy, and I wouldn't lose to a King Class when it's related to flame control even with a weaker cultivation base.