Swords, magic, and martial arts

Chapter 124 Rhodes's Deterrent Power

The group of contestants, who were focused on the battle, only noticed the giant fiery hand flying towards them after hearing the exclamations of the audience.

The contestants immediately stopped fighting and ran around. Two contestants who were slower were hit by the giant fiery hand released by Rhode and screamed. After the firelight dissipated, there were only two people on the ground who were charred and unconscious.

Rhodes was a little nervous, worried that he might kill them both; killing someone under these circumstances would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

"It's alright, I can still feel their life force. They're just unconscious for now. I'll use divine magic to heal them for free after the match, and they won't even have any scars left. You can continue using your combat techniques without worry," Misel said, noticing Rhodes's unusual expression.

After hearing Messiah's words, Rhodes breathed a sigh of relief. He had just impulsively used the Flame Palm, which combined magic and internal energy, without considering the consequences. Fortunately, nothing bad happened.

Using the Flame Palm should be fine, but I still can't use the One-Finger Divine Skill. I used a little bit of mixed energy in the One-Finger Divine Skill before and it was enough to punch a hole in the wooden board. If it hit a person, it would definitely go right through. If I used more power, it might be like a sniper shot hitting a person, shattering them into pieces.

"Let's take him down together! That giant hand was released by him!" Someone noticed that it was Rhodes's fiery palm and shouted loudly in the arena, preparing to join forces with a group of people to take down Rhodes first.

"Yes, it's me! Come on if you dare!" Rhodes provocatively said, not flustered at all.

Several teams reached a consensus to take down Rhode first, and they moved toward Rhode together.

Rhodes charged forward, gathering his strength. Two enormous fiery hands, each the size of a single-story building, appeared before them, and the once-aggressive group scattered like birds and beasts.

Several people were struck by the giant hand before they could escape and collapsed to the ground unconscious.

"Want to come again?" Rod asked, chasing after the group of contestants.

The group of contestants ran towards the other group, and Rhodes slapped the two groups of contestants who were mixed together with his palm again.

Then, the audience was astonished to see twenty or thirty people being chased around by a young man with flames burning in his hands.

"Look at that group of people over there." Duke Owen's eyes followed the direction Marquis Moore was pointing.

"How come so many people are being chased around by one person? It seems like Earl Wilson's eldest son is among them," Duke Owen asked curiously.

Duke Orn wore a magnificent golden robe and a uniquely designed ring on his finger. Their family crest was the sunflower, and gold was their family color. He appeared amiable, like an ordinary, slightly overweight middle-aged man, but those who knew him understood that he was far more shrewd and capable than any of the previous Dukes of Orn.

"That young man who was chasing a large group of people has a combat skill that allows him to summon a fiery hand as big as a house. It's very powerful, and anyone who touches it will be burned and knocked unconscious," Marquis Moore explained.

"The battle over there is much more entertaining," Duke Orn said, pointing to a disheveled middle-aged man in the crowd wielding two swords. This man was being attacked by more than a dozen people at the same time, yet he was holding his own in the head-on fight. If you looked closely, you could see purple lightning flashing on his swords, and anyone who touched them would twitch and become paralyzed.

"I think so too. I just feel that this kind of thing rarely happens in the arena. So many people don't have the courage to fight. I think it would be very exciting if the two of them were to fight," Marquis Moore added.

"Let's take our time and read on." Duke Owen yawned; cloudy days make it especially easy to feel sleepy.

Miles watched with great admiration as Rod chased after a group of people. In the previous game, he was the one being chased, but he stopped chasing because he was afraid of being beaten if he stopped. So he kept running. Now, Rod was chasing a group of people and even punching and kicking the slower ones.

After thinking for a moment, Rod stopped. He had only managed to eliminate three people with the Flame Version of Taizu Long Fist and Mighty Vajra Leg after chasing them for so long. He didn't want to waste his inner strength by continuing to attack them with Flame Palm. Who knew if he would encounter a tough opponent later? He should save his strength to deal with others.

After they stopped running, no one dared to provoke Rhodes, so Rhodes decided to help Baron and the others.

Baron, Hammer, and Misell are teaming up to take on a team that only has four members left, while Miles is hiding behind Baron and his team, cheering them on.

"We agreed to fight together, but you went after them all by yourself," Baron said. The four people in front of him weren't very strong, and they seemed to be easily taking on four opponents at once.

"Try to see if you can set yourself on fire. As long as you can do it in the arena, it's not considered a foul."

Rhodes was a little embarrassed.

After he finished speaking, red flames burst into flames on Baron's body, and his opponents were terrified of the flames.

Fear of fire is an instinct of all living things, whether human or wild animal.

After Rhodes joined the battle, he quickly took care of all four of them.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, as if a downpour could break out at any moment. Rhodes realized something was amiss. If a downpour did occur, his and Baron's strength would be greatly weakened, and they certainly wouldn't be able to unleash the same giant fire palm as before.

It's best to eliminate all these opponents before it starts raining, and it's advisable to choose the stronger ones first.

At that moment, Rhodes heard a human roar, and he felt the hairs on his body stand on end, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

He looked in the direction the sound came from and saw a Nord man with purple-black battle markings on his face, a small braid, and wearing black animal skins. Beside him, seven or eight people lay on the ground trembling, as if they had encountered something terrifying.

"This is the second time I've seen a war cry of this magnitude." Baron stretched his neck, as if he really wanted to fight this Nord.

Hammer nodded gravely. "It should be a member of that family."

How about I learn the Lion's Roar technique someday? Once I master it, one roar could scare away a thousand armies? Rhodes had an idea.

Seeing that Baron wanted to deal with this person, Rod decided to let him handle it, while he would take care of the other seemingly more formidable opponents before the rain started.

He noticed the team they had played against before. They found Baron to be a tough opponent, and one of their teammates had been eliminated by Rhodes, so they moved away to find other opponents.

Rhodes had made up his mind: deal with them first.

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