My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1771

Sabat's wings flapped as he soared into the air, the blood-stained blades in his hands transforming into countless bloody rays that pummeled toward Jaxon. In the blink of an eye, Jaxon's stark-white shirt became stained with blood.

Bertram curled his hands into fists and gritted his teeth as he asked, "What's wrong with Jaxon? Why isn't he admitting defeat?"

Eric and the others frowned as well.

In a low voice, Regulus said, "He's afraid he'll embarrass the Celestial Dragon Squadron, isn't he?"

"Jaxon, don't be an idiot! Hurry up and admit defeat!" Bertram yelled out once more.

Sabat kicked Jaxon straight in the chest.

Jaxon fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a resounding thump. A crater formed on the ground as a result.

Eric was starting to panic. "Dante, hurry up and save him now!"

Dante's eyebrows furrowed themselves together slightly. "The rules state that we're not allowed to get involved!"

has already achieved the Profound Oriental Realm, but Jaxon has only achieved the Mystique Loyalty Realm! It's not an equal playing

to race forth

for that and would only cause further

should just

he realized Dante was not going

deliberately kept the true limits of his strength hidden, which goes against the competition's rules. Everyone, please help me save him!" Bertram, Regulus, Carlos, Cillian, and the

erupted forth from the arena. A massive, golden-colored statue of a Mythism figure sitting

upward, one

expression on its face and emanated a majestic aura. Holy lights flickered behind

be heard from all

where the statue's heart would be. His eyes were shut tightly, and there was still a trickle of blood hanging from

statue opened its eyes as well. A dazzling beam of gold-colored light burst forth from its massive eyes Then, the statue slowly raised its hand and brought it

washed over him, and

and let out a ferocious roar, fangs erupted from his mouth. His entire being became shrouded in a cloud

around himself snugly, seemingly trying to protect himself from the massive hand. However, even before the hand touched Sabat, he had already begun bleeding from all seven orifices. As the hand got closer to him,

"I admit defeat..."

hand was still about ten feet away from the ground, Sabat found himself no longer able to withstand the pressure. He loudly