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The Martians finally understood what Lie Jian was trying to do, but their eyes were still filled with uncertainty. Was he trying to trick a child into coming back to life?
Just as the Martians were wondering what Lie Jian was trying to do, flames erupted from Lie Jian's body, threatening to burn him to ashes. The flames swirled around Lie Jian's body, and in the blink of an eye, a tornado of flames had formed. The fire-elemental energy in the air seemed to have been summoned by the tornado, and the tornado slowly turned blue. After a while, the blue flames turned white. The temperature of the tornado was unimaginably high, but fortunately, all the fire-elemental energy was concentrated on Lie Jian's body.
A shocking scene unfolded on the battlefield.
Michaux Odin noticed the confusion in Zhang Zhongren and Rockefeller's eyes. He smiled and said, "Patroclus is right. It's just that no one from the Lie Family has attempted this in the past hundred years. It's either you die or you live."
With Michaux's confirmation, there was no doubt that Lie Jian was courting death. Patroclus was too powerful, and if he didn't take the risk, he wouldn't be able to escape the tragic fate that awaited him.
The Martians and the Lie Family could not afford to let this happen again. Lie Jian had already lost once, and if he was defeated again, he would never be able to face the Martians again.
Lie Jian was a reckless man, but there was one thing he was determined to do.
He was a Martian warrior.
It was either die or live!
With a clear cry, the ten-meter-tall flaming tornado retracted in an instant, and a figure appeared in the flames.
Boom!
This was a completely different kind of power. Lie Jian smiled. "It's good to be alive."
Patroclus nodded. "That's more like it."
The color of Lie Jian's GN Force had changed to blue. Through this Nirvana, his elemental energy had been upgraded to a higher level.
Michaux Odin finally heaved a sigh of relief. Zhang Jing really didn't know what to say. Papa was just too crazy. Both she and Patroclus knew about this secret. Patroclus had deliberately cooperated with Papa, and the power behind that punch was probably just right. Even if Papa didn't die, there was still a chance of survival.
But … was there a need to take such a risk?
Lie Jian did not seem to be in a hurry to attack. "Patroclus, no matter the outcome of this battle, you are the first person I have ever admired in my life. Let me defeat you with my own hands and sacrifice you to the new God of Fire."
Lie Jian was a madman. Although he had been prepared, he had hesitated. It was only when Patroclus showed him that he decided to go all out. If Patroclus stopped attacking, then he would take the opportunity to attack. If Patroclus attacked, then he would finish him off.
Obviously, this was the best outcome.
With the blue flames, he saw the future of victory. There had been people from the Lie family who had tried it before, but they had all failed. But he had finally succeeded!
Boom …
Blue Flame Fist.
Patroclus dodged, and Lie Jian slammed his fist into the ground. Even Lie Jian himself had no idea how powerful this evolution was.
There was no sound as the flames melted a hole in the hard ground.
This destructive power could be said to be shocking.
Even Lie Jian was shocked by this power, and became even more excited. Suddenly, he threw a punch at Patroclus, and Patroclus responded with a punch of his own.
Boom …
The two figures separated, and both of them took six steps back. Lie Jian was panicking. This was his new power, the power that he could wield.
For the first time, Patroclus was forced to retreat, and his hand seemed to have been injured. Obviously, Patroclus's GN Force was not enough to defend against the blue flames.
The emotions of the Martians changed very quickly, and they immediately became excited. The game had started again. One who survived a disaster was bound to have good fortune later. Patroclus was trapped in his own trap.
The Ivantians' hearts skipped a beat as well. If one did not die from such a dangerous technique, then the power it would bring was not to be underestimated.
Lie Jian looked at the surprised eyes of the people around him. It was a great feeling, even if it was Patroclus!
Lie Jian knew that Patroclus's strength had not weakened at all, and he was not stupid enough to compete with Patroclus in terms of technique. Instead, he decided to destroy Patroclus with pure strength.
Blue GN Force burst out of Lie Jian's body. He had just completed his transformation, so he had to defeat Patroclus in one fell swoop.
Like a blue fireball, Lie Jian dashed towards Patroclus. Every Ivantian was screaming in their hearts, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Let Lie Jian die!"
They had never seen a flame like this before, and they were all terrified by the power that Lie Jian was putting his life on the line.
Lie Jian believed that at this moment, Patroclus would not hide. He knew that this man would not hide from him, especially when he was so cooperative with him that he was able to complete his transformation.
There was a price to pay for his arrogance.
The moment Lie Jian was defeated by Li Shiming, his arrogance and conceit had been erased from his mind.
"Go to hell!"
The deadly blue ball of light rushed towards Patroclus.
At that moment, everyone saw the smile on Patroclus's face.
It was an indescribable feeling. The world fell silent as a beam of silver light shot up into the sky.
Heavenly Emperor's Spear!
Finally, at this moment, the crowd saw the legendary Heavenly Emperor Spear.
One spear to conquer the world!
The blue light exploded, and Lie Jian's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Patroclus stood proudly with the Heavenly Emperor's Spear in his hand.
At that moment, all the Ivantians were in awe. After three hundred years, the strongest Ivantian had returned.
Bam!
Lie Jian fell to the ground without any resistance, and the blue light disappeared. His dream and everything had been destroyed at that moment.
Rockefeller was so excited that he was speechless. As an Ivantian who was immersed in the research of Combat Armor, this moment was the happiest moment in his life, and he had no regrets.
The future belonged to the Ivantians. The strongest warrior had been born!
It was not an overwhelming victory, but a complete victory. Lie Jian's most powerful attack, which was similar to the fusion of man and sword, had been destroyed.
He did not stand a chance at all.
Patroclus did not care about the power. He just wanted to find a reason to use the Heavenly Emperor's Spear. Without a worthy opponent, he would not be worthy of it.
All this was just a warm-up.
One man and one spear was enough to attract the attention of the entire world.
At that moment, he was the one and only.
With a spear in hand, the world was mine.
No one in this world would be able to defeat this man.
Many of the Ivantians on the scene were already in awe. They knew what this meant. All their guesses and hopes had finally come true.
The Son of God was finally born.
No matter how many people there were, they were nothing in front of the Son of God. In the future, Patroclus would break the rule of the Einherjar.
One man was enough to stop the world.
This was absolute power!
In the medical room, Wang Tong stared at Patroclus with his eyes wide open. His body was trembling with fear. This man was as old as him, but what kind of power did he possess?
Wang Tong's blood was boiling. He had been fighting for his life ever since he had been enlightened, but how much of it had been from the bottom of his heart?
Wang Tong had no idea what was going on, but he was glad that he was able to have a fair duel with someone as powerful as him. It was the happiest thing for a warrior to do.
At this moment, Wang Tong understood how lucky Li Feng was to have Rilangalos back in that era …
Patroclus, the new Son of God, had defeated Lie Jian, who had used the Flame Rebirth, and advanced to the finals.
How spectacular was that?
How terrifying was that?
The Ivantians were overjoyed. House Dower had given birth to a perfect genius, and the rest of the world could only envy them.
The Martians had been preparing for the day when the Ivantians would be able to overtake the Ivantians. However, in the end, the result was still the same.
The Earthlings were even sadder than Li Shiming. House Dower was still as crazy as ever, but the House of Li was no longer as powerful as before.
Being reborn from the flames and becoming one with the sword would have been the dominant force in any other era. However, Patroclus had defeated the Ivantians.
What about Wang Tong?
He had defeated Wang Tong, but he had also sustained serious injuries. Would he be able to recover in three days?
The answer was no.
Even if he could recover from his injuries, he would not be able to recover his Yuan Qi. Furthermore, he was about to face Patroclus, a God of War who had just unsheathed his Celestial Spear.
How was he going to fight?
The result had been decided before the match even began.
Wang Tong was going to lose.
Even the supporters of Wang Tong in Shangjin, Ayrlarng's alma mater, and the S Society were all hopeless after witnessing Patroclus' performance.
This was no longer the strength of a human being. Humans could work hard, but in the end, they would never be able to defeat a god.
Even the slightest bit of hope was gone.
However, people had already accepted the fact that Wang Tong was going to lose. Losing to Patroclus was not a big deal.
Patroclus' strength had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the Ivantians, so losing to him was not a loss at all.
Up to this point, success was no longer the only word that could describe it. This year, it was the year that belonged to the Ivantians. The Doyle family had made a perfect comeback on their home turf.
The Ivantians would be able to sing and dance as much as they wanted.
"Wang Tong, you shouldn't move around in your current condition."
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