Chapter 1070: Against an Eminent Pinnacle, Slaying Him with One Sword Move

Chapter 1070: Against an Eminent Pinnacle, Slaying Him with One Sword Move

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When the Global Martial Artist Summit was over, they would go into seclusion again and cultivate hard to catch up with the young people ahead of them.

The one who felt the least pressure was definitely the little fool.

He was an anomaly among the elites of the Northern Army. He had never liked to cultivate since he was young.

Braydon Neal couldn’t do anything to him.

Letting the little fool cultivate was harder than letting him eat poop.

While the elites of Northern Army were chatting.

On the fifth ring, a young man in black clothes turned around and pointed his long sword at the high platform. He shouted, “Braydon Neal, do you dare to fight me?”

“A high-level pinnacle cannot challenge a low-level pinnacle!”

Judge No. 5 frowned and said coldly.

If a high-level pinnacle could challenge a low-level pinnacle at any time, wouldn’t it be chaotic?

Braydon had 50,000 Na of vitality, so he was at the chaos pinnacle realm.

As for the young man in black, his vitality was as high as 100,000 Na.

He was an eminent pinnacle.

The difference in vitality was double.

The disparity in strength was too great.

However, all the martial artists present looked at Braydon.

In Hansworth, Braydon, who had been famous since he was young, was the idol of the younger generation of martial artists.

Now that he was being pointed at and provoked, did he dare to fight?

“Which family are you from?” Braydon asked.

“Kason Sattler of the Sattler powerful family!”

The young man said arrogantly.

In his eyes, Braydon was not all high and mighty.

They were both young men, but his strength was at the eminent pinnacle realm, while Braydon was only at the chaos pinnacle realm.

Why wouldn’t he dare to challenge Braydon?

Today, he was following the orders of his elders and wanted to break this legend of the northern territory.

The legend of the northern territory, Braydon, was known as the undefeated legend.

Kason wanted to challenge him today.

Braydon looked at him and said softly, “Calling me by my name is a little arrogant. Frediano, go down and kill him.”

“Alright!”

Frediano Jadanza’s black robe was as black as ink. As King Luminosa of the Northern Army, he stepped onto the arena and said slowly, “Deputy Commander Frediano Jadanza of the Northern Army has been ordered to kill you!”

“You? You dare to challenge me with a mere 10,000 Na vitality?!”

Kason’s cold voice was filled with disdain.

10,000 Na of vitality was similar to a low-level pinnacle, or it was like a martial artist who had just stepped into the threshold of a high-level pinnacle.

To the eminent pinnacle.

This kind of martial artist could be killed with one palm.

Frediano was not good at arguing. He held a sword in his left hand.

The Northern King Sword!

Braydon’s sword.

Frediano held the sword in his left hand and said, “Six layers of seals, activate!”

Frediano sheathed his sword, turned around, and stepped into the sky. He said coldly, “You dare to call the Northern King by his name? Die!”

The name Braydon Neal cannot be called directly.

This was the rule!

The name of the current Garrison King was something that he, Kason, could not call out.

Kason died in battle.

Frediano’s vitality had been exhausted.

Below the ring, a young man’s red eyes were about to split open. He looked at the headless corpse on the stage and cried out, “Kason, I will definitely avenge you. Frediano Jadanza, I will make you pay with your life!”

In an instant, this person, who was Kason’s cousin, seemed to have gone crazy.

He held a shiny sword in his hand and leaped up, his speed increasing.

The long sword was like a stream of light as it slashed down.

The sword pierced through Frediano’s body!

Everyone fell silent.

All the martial artists’ eyes faintly revealed a look of horror.

Was this person crazy?

Offstage, he attacked and killed the deputy commander of the Northern Army.

Did he treat this place as his home?

He was a young master who had lived in a powerful family since he was young. He had a good life and seemed to have been spoiled.

He didn’t know that his impulsive sword attack would bring great disaster to his family.

Frediano’s vitality had been exhausted. Feeling the bone-piercing killing intent behind him, his expression was incomparably calm. He turned around and struck out with his palm.

His left hand was pierced through by the incoming sword.

The sword’s momentum didn’t decrease. The sword’s edge landed on Frediano’s heart and stabbed through it.

The sword pierced through his heart.

The sword struck a vital point.

Frediano spat out a mouthful of blood, and blood flowed out of his chest.

That was the blood essence of the heart.

The sword almost killed him, and his vital Qi was injured.

Boom!

On the high platform, Braydon’s expression was extremely cold.

He tried to kill his younger brother, Frediano, right in front of him.

The martial artists of the powerful families had given Braydon a huge piece of evidence!

Braydon jumped up and opened his arms to hold Frediano. His entire body was covered in white light.

The power of the eight supreme techniques all entered Frediano’s body, healing the injury he had suffered.

“Brother, I’ve embarrassed myself,” Frediano said bitterly as blood trickled down the corner of his lips.

“As a weakling, you attacked an eminent pinnacle and killed him with one strike. Who dares to say that you have disgraced the Northern Army?”

The power of the feathers technique in Braydon’s palm continuously entered Frediano’s body to heal his injuries.

After his injuries stabilized.

Braydon let Frediano rest. He stared coldly at the young man and asked softly, “What’s your name?”

“Hadi Sattler!”

He seemed to be unrepentant and did not know how much trouble he had caused.

Braydon said softly, “My patience with the martial artists of the powerful families has reached its limit because of your attack. Since the establishment of the Northern Army, no one has ever dared to pierce my brother’s heart with a sword. The arrogance of the martial artists of the powerful families has annoyed me.”