Just like the division of sacrificial professions, swordsmen are also divided into nine stages, from the lowest-level swordsman apprentice to the ninth-level sword god. And when a swordsman reaches the third level of the Black Iron Swordsman, his fighting energy will overflow from his body. Depending on the class level, the swordsman's fighting spirit color is also different.

If there is no special reason, the knight's fighting spirit is the same color as that of a swordsman of the same rank. The cyan fighting aura on Anderson's body showed that he was a fourth-level bronze knight, and the multicolored sword light that was now attacking Chu Tian indicated that his master was an eight-pole sword saint!

"Juggernaut?!" Damar exclaimed, and then quickly waved his staff, "Meteorite Rain!" It was still the meteorite rain that defeated Bandis just now, but this time it was much more powerful, in the pale cyan flames, countless meteorites were compressed into gravel, and the flame spear that finally converged into it was also as thick as a baby's arm, much smaller than just now.

The sword and spear reflected each other in the air, striking at Chu Tian's multicolored light, and the moment they hit Chu Tian, they collided with the pale cyan flames with precision. Then the fire spear and the sword were entangled, and they all flew to the sky above the arena with Chu Tian's ears,

Boom~~~~ In the piercing roar, Damal's magic and the fighting spirit of the Sword Master were finally entangled, and they exploded. For a while, it was like fireworks blooming on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the sky was full of colorful fireworks falling away, which was beautiful!

Praise to the Goddess of Life! Feeling the hot wound on his cheek and sniffing the scorched smell in the air, Chu Tian, who was holding the ninth-level protective scroll, secretly let out a sigh, it was too dangerous! At the moment when the sword light was released, Chu Tian had already discovered the impending danger. In the first moment, the scroll written in the blood of the Red Flame was summoned in his hand. But it's one thing to discover, it's another to react. The speed at which the Eight Extremes Sword Saint shot was unimaginable to Chu Tian. Before the scroll could be thrown, the sword had already arrived in front of him, and in this case, only Damar, who was also an eight-pole profession, could react.

Chu Tian's heart was still beating wildly, but Damal was already angry, "Who intervened in the duel!?" With a loud shout, the magic robe on Damal's body was encouraged again, and the white hair was windless. Dark red flames crackled and screamed around him, and the air in the arena was distorted by Damal's rage!

In Caesar's customs, duels are the most sacred, and even the emperor is not qualified to interrupt duels except for the referee! But today Anderson broke the rules first, and then the Juggernaut attacked the duelist, these two acts are the biggest insult to the referee, the defender of the rules! If the referee does not respond, he will always be infatuated with an incompetent! So Damar is now out of anger. The dignity of the Grand Magus must be washed away with blood!

"Who the hell is it!" Damar questioned again, and then the flames on his body grew stronger, and slowly probed around in a rhythmic wave!

"Oh, Venerable Minister of Magic, please calm your anger!" accompanied by a voice, an emaciated figure volleyed into the air and walked onto the arena!

Dirk?! It turned out to be Dirk who didn't have a trace of vindictiveness in Paige's mouth! Seeing the old butler who walked up to the stage in the air, Chu Tian squinted his eyes and sneered quietly, he didn't expect this old guy to deceive everyone, it turned out that he was the Eight Extremes Sword Saint, no wonder Page and the officers of the Praetorian Guard didn't discover his strength! So could it be him the murderer who assassinated him last time......

Dirk picked up Anderson and carried him to a safe area, then returned to the arena, "Lord Damal, please forgive me for being unreasonable!"

"Haha, good!" Damal laughed angrily, ignoring Dirk's apology, and said, "It's been a long time since I've competed with a real master!" After saying that, Damal raised his hands, and then quickly slashed on both sides, and with his movements, a dark cyan flame light shield wrapped Damal's whole body. In the battle between a mage and a swordsman, if the mage wants to win, then the most important thing is to protect the fragile body!

Dirk's eyes lit up at the sight of Damall's shield, but then dimmed. As a sword master, being able to fight with masters of the same level is the best way to improve himself, but Dirk is very helpless, if it weren't for saving the young master, he would never have exposed the strength that he had hidden for thirty years. I'm afraid this time has already had an adverse impact on the master's plan, and if he fights Damar again, the master will definitely not let him go.

Dirk was still hesitating, but Damar didn't give him time, and raised his staff high, and the archmage shouted wildly, "Thunder fire!"

In an instant, the flames around Damar gathered on him, and at the same time, countless purple electric lights flashed in the flames, under the interweaving of electricity and fire, all the air and flames on the arena were evacuated to Mar's staff, and then as the staff fell, a purple and blue pillar of fire shining with electric light continued to devour Dirk.

Eighth-level fire magic with additional electric damage!?Dirk's eyes were excited, and the powerful opponent and danger made him forget everything in reality for a while, and all his mind was immersed in the battle with the master.

A streamlined black long sword appeared in Dirk's hand at some point, facing Damar's pillar of fire, Dirk jumped into the air, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand slashed a mysterious arc, and then several soft multicolored sword rays suddenly burst out of the arc.

Like streamers, these swords gently coiled around Damal's pillar of fire, and then quickly rolled towards Damar's spiral along the pillar of fire.

"Worthy of the Sword Master!" Seeing that Dirk easily avoided his magic and immediately counterattacked, Damal exclaimed, but his hand kept flipping, and with Damal's gesture, the pillar of fire that fell into the air suddenly shook violently at the same time as it was about to land, and then split into two, two into four, and finally divided into countless small lines of fire, and the sword that coiled on the pillar of fire was also shattered in an instant.

The sword shattered, but the line of fire refused to give up, and they all turned their heads and flew towards Dirk in the air. The line of fire in the sky surrounded Dirk in one fell swoop.

"It's not enough to hurt me!" Dirk in the air roared, the long sword danced rapidly, and a cloud of colorful sword light burst out, as if thousands of sharp swords emerged from Dirk's body, and a huge spherical sword light rose in the sky, splitting many lines of fire to the ground at once!

"Marquis Vladino, get out of the arena!" just as Chu Tian was attracted by the battle on the stage, an audience member who admired Chu Tian reminded him. The aftermath of the battle of the eighth-level master is also very powerful. The flames that were knocked down by Dirk rained down, Chu Tian looked around the audience, and sure enough, everyone began to flee the arena to avoid being accidentally injured by the two masters!

Praise the goddess of life! Running into the distance, Chu Tian casually caught a falling flame, looked at it and threw it away helplessly, when will he have this kind of strength? It seems that except for the fire immunity and the props given by the teacher, he is really useless!

In a helpless sigh, Chu Tian suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, smiling evilly, "Damal, don't fight anymore!"

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