Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 93 The Right Time (Part One)

A tense fight was approaching.

The young man stopped halfway in his advancement. He could sense that the growing energy forceahead would smother him.

He was just a cultivator at the top stage of the Mysterious Realm, same as Elder Thomas. How couldhe take on a cultivator of the Wonder Realm? At this very moment, the two cultivators of theWonder Realm in his team rushed forward and activated their vital energy, pushing back against theopposing force. Otherwise, the young man would have suffocated under its weight.

The two energies collided. The powerful impact between the two sides sent shockwaves across thearena. It was still too much for the young man to withstand. He took several wobbling stepsbackward to maintain his balance against the force, but the impact had injured him, and bloodspilled from his mouth.

Meanwhile, the two cultivators of the Wonder Realm continued to fight Michael.

"We have underestimated his cultivation base," said the first cultivator. "I can't believe he is thisstrong even though he is just at the primary stage of the Wonder Realm."

The two cultivators were awestruck to replace that despite their shared efforts, the clash againstMichael ended in a tie. But they had intended to use their first bout only as a test to see the level ofMichael's cultivation base. They had yet to exert all of their vital energy.

Darren, who had been standing beside the arena, retreated several steps as well. Part of hiscultivation base had been revealed, but he did not show his trump card. He was waiting for the rightmoment now. He would assist Michael to fight against the two cultivators when the time was right,but it was still risky to do so now.

"Darren, are you all right?" Elsa asked with concern in her brows, as she took his arm to help keephim from falling backward. However, she too was feeling the impact of the intense fight and shehad difficulty withstanding the off-shooting energies.

The movements of the fighters as they exchanged blows summoned an intense hurricane. Thepowerful forces around the two cultivators and Michael injured many by-standing disciples whowere near the arena. Most of them were at the seventh or eighth stage of the Spirit Realm. Manyspat blood against the ground, and others fainted, unable to bear the unruly energies.

"Everyone! Retreat!" Wayne cried out from the back of the crowd. "I will summon the Shield Dometo protect you guys. Sect Elders, please gather the disciples there!”

He closed his eyes and began to murmur to himself in a soft, shallow voice. When he opened hiseyes, there were many glowing runes that hovered around his hands. A giant dome suddenly roseup behind him, covered by the runes. Then the sect elders quickly ushered their disciples into thedome.

The dome protected the disciples from the powerful forces clashing around the arena. Without thedome's defenses, they would have suffered the uncontrolled energies and fallen to their deaths."It's so horrible! I want to go home!"

"Elders! Save us! We don't want to die!"

Many disciples wept with fear. Even if they could survive the day, the trauma would haunt them forthe rest of their lives.

The two cultivators at the Wonder Realm and Michael continued their fight in the air. The skydarkened, and the lighting made cracks in the sky, sending loud booms across the ground below."You are not that strong as I thought, old man! I can deal with him alone, Simon."

The one who spoke was the cultivator named Moore Mo. He had figured out Michael's truecultivation base during the fight. He believed he had a fifty percent chance of successfully defeatingMichael single-handedly. Despite the odds, Moore wanted to fight against Michael alone to takeadvantage of the opportunity for cultivation.

"All right! Grasp this opportunity!" Simon said. "It's your first time to fight against a cultivator at thesame realm as you. Don't disappoint me, Moore!" Then he pulled back and slowly glided toward theground. He stayed behind Moore and Michael and folded his arms before his chest in a manner thatsuggested he was no longer a participant but a spectator about to enjoy a good show.

Michael was thrilled to see this change in events. It would have been difficult for him to fight againsttwo cultivators of the Wonder Realm alone. But now Moore Mo wanted to fight against him one-on-one, which offered a perfect opportunity for Michael.

“Now! It depends on Darren!" Michael thought.

Michael knew well that he and Moore were at the same realm, which was the Wonder Realm andthat the possibility to kill his opponent was close to zero. Even if the gap between their cultivationbases was narrow, Moore would still have the chance to escape at the last moment. What wasworse, Moore's companion, Simon, was also a cultivator of the Wonder Realm and could enter thefight at any moment.

Michael now needed to consume as much of Moore's energy as possible while he waited for Darrento make his move. Michael was confident about Darren abilities. After all, Darren had his secretweapon that his opponents could not foresee.

The sky thundered.

Another lightning strike split the dark sky, covering the entirety of llmen Sect in a flash of brightlight.

The earth shook as Michael's and Moore's attacks came against each other.

"Not bad, old man! I guess you really wish to meet my blade.”

Moore was losing patience. Neither of them had an advantage during the fight, and both weresuffering from internal injuries.

"Ha-ha! Moore is going to exert the Omnipotent Talent Skill. The old bastard will be in trouble now,"Simon said to himself.

In a flash, Moore's vital energy surged. The next second, a great blade made of lightning and fireappeared from the rolling clouds above. Everyone in the vicinity could feel the invincible power ofthe great blade in the sky.

"Lucky for you, old man. Feel honored to witness my Omnipotent Talent Skill! This move is doublypowerful! It'll kill you twice! Ha-ha!"

"Impressive! The Omnipotent Talent Skill Moore has mastered is the Thunder Firing Blade Intent.”Simon was surprised to see the great blade as well.