Chapter 1344: Chapter 1344
Soft but firm, yet soft and hard in one sentence, Owen Bertram was speechless. Moreover, she repeatedly brought up the age issue, so Owen Bertram immediately set a rule for himself: never discuss the age of both parties in front of this old woman.
Seeing Owen not speaking, the National Master laughed silently, her delicate and fair little finger hooked a strand of hair on her forehead, then she sat still and looked quietly at the scenery in the sea.
But Owen’s heart jumped fiercely, it’s amazing, that smile just now... so damn good-looking!
Outside the Dragon Water Palace Ancient Ruins, everything near the floating island was in order, because a mysterious master overlapped his Mini-world with the world here, and all beings inside completely followed the "order" set by the mysterious master.
Even the sea must obey his will.
Suddenly, a huge beast broke into the sea surface and with a bang, squeezed into this Mini-world and opened a crack from the impact.
On the floating island, the strong man was drinking tea. He was quite accomplished in the tea ceremony and evaluated various famous teas in the Eastern Land one by one while waiting.
Feeling the arrival of the Black Tortoise, he drank the last cup of tea unhurriedly, then stood up, flicked his clothes, and disappeared, teleporting himself to the sky above.
"Is it Owen Bertram from the Great Wu and the Sang Island National Teacher arriving together?"
"The humble Southern Wasteland Ghost Eye King Jonathan!"
"Just arrived at the treasure land, intending to measure the heroes of the Eastern Land, which one of you wants to go first, or do you want to go together?"
As Jonathan spoke, he already opened a pitch-black vertical eye in the center of his brow, with six strands of black energy emanating from within, like a long river or a flying streamer, rotating and sweeping down with infinite power!
Owen Bertram sat cross-legged on the back of the Black Tortoise, thinking of ways to get the National Master to play a few games of Landlord on the way, not for anything else, but to listen to her say "I can’t follow."
Unfortunately, the National Master didn’t fall for it.
Owen Bertram stood up tall and rose to the sky, yelling, "A guest from afar is a guest, even if a wicked guest!"
Owen Bertram’s first Mini-world burst out, and Jonathan’s Mini-world trembled and shattered. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes: "What a domineering Mini-world!"
Owen Bertram’s first Mini-world was very advantageous for Seventh Realm battles. The Indestructible and Immortal Rule was very strong, and few Seventh Realm fighters in this world could compete with Owen Bertram when it came to Mini-world collisions!
After praising, Jonathan unfolded his second Mini-world. With the addition of two Mini-worlds, they were able to maintain a balance with Owen Bertram. The rules of their Mini-worlds could hardly suppress each other.
Owen Bertram snorted coldly and took out the Sacred Measuring Weights.
Another earth-shaking pressure was rolling towards Jonathan, and the black energy in his vertical eye rotated and swept up. Most of his cultivation was in this "Primordial Ghost Eye", and generally speaking, any Tire-7 Magical Weapon that was swept by a strand of black energy would immediately be decomposed into its original Treasure Material.
Jonathan saw that Owen Bertram’s Scale Weight didn’t dodge or evade and secretly applauded, thinking that the barbarians of Eastern Land didn’t know how powerful his Divine Powers were and were so arrogant as to take advantage of this opportunity to destroy his Magical Instrument and take its Treasure Material!
However, the Scale Weight was not affected at all after being swept by the black energy. Jonathan’s ghost eye rotated, the second black energy swept over, the third, the fourth... Six strands of black energy swept in turns, but the Scale Weight was completely unaffected!
Jonathan was greatly surprised, the rank between this unpretentious treasure was far beyond his expectation. He quickly urged his secret technique, gathered the six strands of black energy into one black chain, and whipped it down from the highest point of the Vault of Heaven.
But Owen Bertram had already taken out the Dragon-Slaying Divine Short Sword, shouting, "Even the wicked guest from afar must taste the sword of this official!"
The sword flew out in the air, and Jonathan felt that all the sharpness in the world was targeting him! He didn’t have time to destroy Owen’s Scale Weight, so he lashed the black chain down and headed straight for the dagger.
With a sizzling sound, the chain broke, and the dagger still stubbornly stabbed towards Jonathan. From the Primordial Ghost Eye of Jonathan, another thick black energy poured out, forming a black mirror in front of him. The Dagger pierced the black mirror and broke it with one poke. Jonathan became flustered, and a halo of treasure light appeared behind him, as three Magic Treasures flew out, but none of them could stop that sword!
The dagger pierced Jonathan’s chest, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood with a thud. The Primordial Ghost Eye on his forehead couldn’t hold on, and it closed. Owen Bertram glanced at him, but in the end, he suppressed his dark humor and didn’t plant a "seed" inside this Ghost Eye Heavenly King.
If it had been Lennon, the Empress of Stan Sect who came... it would have been a different story.
The second Mini-world rule was triggered - countless tough vines poured out from the wound of the Ghost Eye Heavenly King, firmly tying him up.
Owen Bertram summoned the "Abyss" and knocked him down into it: "Suppress!"
The battle was very short. From the moment when Jonathan began his wild words, it did not last more than thirty breaths. It was done on purpose by Owen Bertram. From the beginning, Owen decided to fight quickly and achieve it with the might of Thunderbolt!
Jonathan might be the Southern Wasteland’s pawn. If even he could fight for three hundred rounds with the top strong fighters of the Eastern Land, the Cultivation Army of the Stan Sect would probably come to the Eastern Land immediately.