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.”

enough. I’m going to rip

Publicly harassing a woman was already despicable, but to insult all Dragonmarsh martial artists

martial artists couldn’t hold back and were ready to throw punches. Their aggressive stances

disciples intervened to keep things under control. Despite their own anger, they stayed composed. No matter what, the tournament’s progress couldn’t be disrupted. Those martial artists would have

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 but not insulted. Being taunted by a foreigner like this was

“I’ll take you down.”

I’ll cut

prepare to

group of martial artists broke through the Sacred Wyrm Summit disciples’ blockade and charged toward

menacingly and slowly clenched his fists. He planned to take

blocked their path. Oron waved his left hand and unleashed a powerful gust of wind

touched it would feel like they

life or death doesn’t concern me, but no one interferes with the match,” Oron warned the martial

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

martial artists as insignificant, but

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