Chapter 1245 Comprehending In A Dangerous Situation

"Good. Let's see what tricks you have." Now that Caleb had dispelled the power, Darren was less anxious as the fight would be fair.

However, the situation upset the Gambling King. He frowned and muttered, "Damn it! That old guy has dissipated my god's power!"

In doing so, he had increased the chances that the Gambling King would lose. He was furious at the prospect of having to surrender hundreds of millions of killing points if Darren won.

"Please calm down, Maxwell!" At this time, King Winfred turned and smiled at him.

"What?"

"If I want a share of your profit, I have to contribute, right?"

The Gambling King stared at King Winfred for a while as he tried to figure out his intended meaning. Finally, he laughed and said, "You are so smart. You are also a hypocrite who likes money as much as you value your life."

"Yes, if you say so. I'm determined to get my share of these killing points."

"Okay." The Gambling King nodded before he continued, "I appreciate the thought. So, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"It's easy. Since this is my arena, it's easy for me to help Caleb enhance his level without others finding out." That said, King Winfred swept his gaze across the arena.

"How is that possible? Your divine weapon has the powerful Balance Law." The Gambling King knew enough about this divine weapon and what it could do. He was also aware of the power of the Balance Law. Other people couldn't change the rule that governed it.

"Ha-ha, I learned a lot in the years that I have controlled it. If I can't make this little change, wouldn't I be a loser? Don't worry. I am certain that I can help Caleb to enhance his realm to the top level of the Domain God Realm. In this way, it will be hard for him to lose."

"Well, it would appear as though you control everything today—the arena, the outcome of the bet, and both of our futures. If you fail, I won't be merciful."

On the arena, Darren and Caleb were ready to fight.

"You start!" Darren graciously offered.

"Humph!" Caleb folded his palms before his chest and mumbled something. Then blood spurted out of his mouth and stained his whole body red.

"The Blood Sacrificing Belligerence?"

Darren had seen such a state on a disciple of the Xiling Clan called Pollard.

"That is correct. You are the first one to force me to use our clan's unique skill," Caleb said calmly. Confidence was written all over his face as if he had

A moment later, Darren felt as though the sword intent was too complicated. He had no idea where to even begin.

"Was I wrong to choose to comprehend it?" Darren's resolution began to shake.

"No, this is my only chance!" Although self-doubt flashed through his mind, he shook off the negative thoughts and concentrated on comprehending the sword intent again.

In reality, Darren was severely injured from Caleb's repeat attacks. As a result, he became weaker and weaker.

At best, Darren could hold out for another fifteen minutes. After that time, he would be defeated.

"Boy, why don't you beg for mercy?" At this moment, Caleb was confident that Darren posed no threat to him and he would surely win the duel.

Darren's face was as cold as ice, and he remained silent. He was so emotionless that he resembled a man made of metal.

"Humph! Don't worry. I won't kill you because you are a Defiant Master. I will force you to submit to me and be my slave forever."

At this time, Caleb put his guard down and stopped attacking Darren cruelly.

'I understand now!'

Darren, who had been immersed in comprehending the sword intent, seemed to have made some progress.

'Ha-ha! It turns out that I have to run the sword intent from the first step in reverse, and then alternate between regular and reverse use...'

Having stumbled across this realization, Darren released his own sword intent and practiced according to the trajectories he had figured out.

Once, twice...

After practicing dozens of times, Darren successfully infused the sword intent of the second step into his existing sword intent.