adbindia Chapter 607: Stronger The More It Hurts
Chapter 607: Stronger The More It Hurts
Chapter 607 Stronger The More It Hurts
A heavier dark-red pressure erupted from Rovak's body, shaking the arena floor beneath him.
The crowd instantly fell silent.
Rovak's muscles tightened, his horns glowed faintly, and his eyes burned with battle intent.
Veyra's smile disappeared.
Inside the private room, Garion's grin finally returned. "Oh?"
Dahlia also smiled. "So he still had more."
Slifera leaned forward slightly, his glowing blue eyes fixed on the screen. "Rovak…"
Back in the arena, Rovak rolled his shoulders while the poison marks across his body continued spreading.
Yet strangely, his presence didn't weaken but stnaed he bevame even stronger.
Veyra narrowed her eyes. "What did you do?"
Rovak grinned. "Nothing special."
He clenched both fists, and the arena floor cracked beneath his feet. "We Drakhor are a strong race."
His grin widened as his dark-red aura surged higher. "And more than that… we're a war race."
The moment those words came out, the entire crowd became noisy again.
"War race?"
"Drakhor bloodline ability?"
"So this is Rovak's real strength?"
Rovak laughed loudly. "Hahaha! You thought poison and wounds were enough to stop me?"
He slammed one fist into his own chest, the sondechin heveily. "The more we get hurt, the more our blood wakes up."
Veyra's pupils shrank slightly adn ebfore she could undestood what happend Rovak stepped forawd, shaking hte gorund.
"The more damage we take… the stornge rour bdeis become so conratleon Veyra."
rovak's grin beame eve mroe savage than ebfore. "you helped me warm up adn the reaward is me going full power."
Veyra's expression finally changed.
For the first time in the match, she looked genuinely cautious sow tihotu any hestiaotn she vanished again.
[Venom Mirage Step]
Several green-black afterimages appeared around Rovak from every direction btu thsit ime she didnt atak carelyed adn only cckled him looking for a w eak pont.
Rovak stood still adn just his eeys moves slngkt and soon he turend to te right.
and int hatmoent, veyra aeaprped on his left, in his blind pist, with her claws aming stigtw toward his enck.
[Thorn Shadow Claw]
bute bfire her claws could lan on rovak, his hand shout out grbaing her wrsit surpign veyra.
and before veyra could talk or hwat, Rovak grined and use his free hand to land a punc on her.
BOOOOM!!!
Veyra barely crossed her arms in time, but the impact still blasted her backward across the arena.
Her feet scraped against the ground as she tried to stabilize herself but ebfore she ocudfully stop, rovk appead in front of her.
Veyra's expression froze not belving hwat happedn. ovak was clealru injreud so how can his speed tbe thsifast
but ebfore she coudl racejk, Rovak faised his fist and struck her immeiadlsy.
[Drakhor Blood Fist]
BANG!!!
Veyra was launched backward again, her arms trembling from the impact but she clenc her teeth an flipped mid air, landing on one knee, "how areyou mcing faster."
Rovak cracked his neck with a wide grin. "didnt i told you befoer ha the more you hurt me the stonger i get."
Veyra's face darkened adn immdasly salehd her claws across the air, relasing several green balcke erngy waves.
[Venom Thorn Crescent]
SHING! SHING! SHING!
The poisonous blades flew toward Rovak from multiple angles but rvak no longer tie to doge eveying.
He charged straight through them not caring that eveyr strike cut his body and even tehy only amde him grinned even wilder.
Veyra's eyes finally showed panic adn ebfor h eoculd do anyting, Rovak ralredy reached her.
She tried to vanish again, but his aura suddenly exploded outward.
[Drakhor War Pressure]
BOOOOOOM!!!
The dark-red pressure slammed down across the arena slowing verys for a tiny moment but for rovak taht was enug.
He grabbed her shoulder with one hand and veyra face dhcange docmpeltey. "Damn..."
Rovak pulled his fist back, gati his ua raround his arm and beore he cun he grned. "good ight."
[Drakhor Fang Smash]
BOOOOOOM!!!
The impact exploded against Veyra's body.
Her entire figure shot across the arena like a broken arrow and smashed into the protective barrier.
CRAAAAACK!!!
The barrier trembled violently.
Veyra fell to the ground, coughing as green-black energy flickered weakly around her claws and she trie to stnad bt her body just reguse dto move proplery.
The referee rushed forward and checked her condition adn after a few seond, he rased his hand. "Veyra Thornclaw is unable to continue!"
The giant holographic screen flashed brightly.
[Winner]
[Rovak]
[Drakhor Race]
For a moment, silence filled the arena.
Then the crowd exploded.
"Rovak won!"
"He actually beat Veyra!"
"That Drakhor is insane!"
"He got stronger after being poisoned!"
Inside the private viewing room, Slifera let out a long breath. "That idiot really won…"
Elisa nodded calmly, though relief was visible in her eyes. "His bloodline ability saved him."
Dahlia grinned widely. "Not bad."
Garion laughed with clear approval. "Hahaha! That was good!"
Back in the arena, Rovak stood in the middle of the battlefield, breathing heavily.
His body was covered in cuts and poison marks, but his grin remained bright.
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Rovak then entered the private viewing room, and the moment he walked in, he laughed loudly, even though he was still injured. "Hahaha! I'm back!"
Slifera immediately frowned. "You look terrible."
Rovak laughed. "But I won."
Elisa sighed softly. "At least treat the poison first."
Rovak waved his hand casually before looking straight at Dahlia. "See you in the third round, little dragon."
Dahlia leaned back in her seat and grinned. "Hahaha! Yeah, if the random draw actually lets us meet in the third round."
Rovak cracked his knuckles. "I hope it does."
Dahlia's eyes shone with excitement. "Same."
Garion watched both of them and suddenly laughed. "Hahaha! Honestly, I hope you two don't meet yet."
Rovak blinked. "Why?"
Garion's grin widened. "Because a fight like that is better saved for the final."
Hearing that, Rovak grinned. "Yeah, you're right. But let's see what comes out tomorrow. It's a random draw, after all."
Dahlia nodded, turning back toward Garion. "Yeah, true. But even if we meet, I'm not taking it easy."
Rovak's grin widened even more. "Neither am I."