The Golem Mage - Chapter 695

Chapter 695: Another Gordons 2.

Chapter 695: Another Gordons 2.

Alec looked up at the skies, sensing the Qi violently gathering there.

His eyes widened as he saw a spatial eye slowly forming, still in its infant stage, yet unmistakably a space gate was opening above them all in the skies.

Alec wasn€™t the only one observing this phenomenon, many in the Royal Grand Arena had also noticed it, but most quickly shifted their gaze back to the stage where the intense fight was still underway as they didn€™t even want to miss a second.

They seemed unconcerned about the space gates, knowing that attacks rarely happened within the palace grounds.

However, Alec frowned when he saw this, as he never would have imagined that the famous Peak Tier space gate that was always talked about was situated directly above the Royal Grand Arena.

In that moment, he began to question the wisdom of the Northern Kingdom€™s king in insisting the finals be held here.

But Alec kept his thoughts to himself, as he lacked the authority to voice such concerns and had no desire to risk his life by speaking out of turn.

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Soren, undeterred by his failed first strike, stepped forward with his sword, as the oppressive weight of the sands beneath his feet made his movements difficult, but he pressed on, closing the distance and swinging his blade at Brandon, who stood slightly shorter than him.

Before Soren€™s sword could land, Brandon casually swung his saber, which was still sheathed.

The nonchalant nature of Brandon€™s move irritated Soren, prompting him to pour more Qi into his attack.

Bang!

Despite Soren€™s efforts to punish Brandon for his apparent laxness, his strike was easily deflected by Brandon, as Brandon continued this as he spun gracefully on the sandy ground, and as his back momentarily faced Soren€™s chest, he drove the bottom of his sheathed saber which was coated in his Qi energy into Soren€™s chest.

Bang!

A loud explosion echoed as the impact from the Qi that was ignited sent Soren flying into the swirling sand domain surrounding them.

The exchange between both of them had lasted only a moment, but Brandon€™s display of skill left the spectators awestruck, it was evident that his effortless dominance wasn€™t due solely to his weapon mastery, there was more to his strength than met the eye.

As Brandon€™s cultivation aura was finally revealed after he made a move, and it became evident to everyone that he had reached the Mid Tier 5 Mage Realm, a small realm higher than Soren.

This realization caused many of the Bloodline Academy fans to feel despair, sensing that the match point was about to slip from their grasp.

[> Mid Tier Spell €“ Sand Coffin Bloodline Transformation €“ Second Stage <]
The entire crowd heard Soren€™s voice as he activated the same move Dragov had used in the third round.

The Bloodline technique immediately captured the attention of Bloodline Academy fans, who erupted into cheers.

Swoosh!

The sand that had been trying to bury Soren blasted outward as he stood tall, fully visible to everyone.

His transformation, however, was distinctly different from Dragov€™s.

Unlike Dragov€™s towering and intimidating second form his was much smaller, but Soren€™s transformation had its own unique traits.

While Dragov€™s azure dragon form remained a mystery that is unrecorded in any known text of the Dragonmir clan, Soren€™s transformation was familiar to many Dragonmir clansmen.

His bloodline was linked to the fire dragon, evident in his body now covered entirely in red, blazing scales, his claws glowed a scorching red, as if a single swipe could unleash a tornado of flames.

His tail flicked around, the tip burning like a candle flame flickering in the wind, on his head, he bore a single horn on the right side, while the left remained empty, a clear indicator of the gap between his transformation and Dragov€™s, despite using the same technique.

€œWhy don€™t you unsheathe your blade now, while you still have the chance?€ Soren said, his tone confident as he flaunted his newly unleashed High Tier 5 aura in Brandon€™s face, as if the battle was already decided.

€œas I won€™t give you the opportunity to do so later.€
€œWhy do you talk so much?

It€™s a drag,€ Brandon replied to Soren, his tone laced with boredom.

His expression made it clear he wasn€™t fazed by the powerful aura Soren was emitting.

€œIf you want me to draw my blade so badly, why don€™t you come over here and make me?€ Brandon taunted.