George’s brutal treatment of Jermaine’s body had already stirred up a lot of anger. As he stepped into the battle ring again, the spectators booed and cursed at him.

“Ugh! Just seeing this bastard makes me sick. I want to kill him.”

“Disgusting heartless scum!”

“He got away with it last time, but now he’s facing the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order. Let’s see how he dies.

The spectators were furious as they shouted and cursed at George, but he didn’t care. His eyes were locked on Abigail, and his lips curled into a wicked grin. He couldn’t hide the lust in his gaze. “Tsk, tsk… Hey, gorgeous. Fighting is a man’s job. As a woman, your duty is to bear children.”

His eyes roamed over her as he grinned wider. “Unfortunately, Dragonmarsh martial artists are weaklings. They don’t have what it takes to satisfy someone like you. But I can guarantee you’ll experience pure pleasure with me,” he said and laughed heartily.

His words were like a spark that ignited a wildfire, causing the spectators to erupt in a storm of curses.

“Fucking bastard! I swear I’ll kill you.”

“That damn scum is way too cocky. Enough is enough.”

to rip him

Publicly harassing a woman was already despicable, but to insult all Dragonmarsh martial artists along with it was even worse.

to throw punches. Their aggressive stances made it clear

Sacred Wyrm Summit disciples intervened to keep things under control. Despite their own anger, they stayed composed. No matter what,

a bunch of losers!” George turned to glance at the Dragonmarsh martial artists below the ring, who were shouting and fuming. He didn’t flinch but

all, a man could be killed

“I’ll take you down.”

it! I’ll cut you in

prepare to die.”

the Sacred Wyrm Summit

slowly clenched his fists. He planned to take this

from the sky and blocked their path. Oron waved his left hand and unleashed a powerful gust of wind that sent

hand again, and a blue barrier instantly covered the battle ring. Anyone who touched it would feel like they were being electrocuted,

the ring. Whether it’s life or death doesn’t concern me, but no one interferes

glance at George. If you keep provoking and inciting the crowd’s anger, you’ll face

artists as insignificant, but

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