The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 85

When she said the last few words, George felt guilty.

Nevertheles, Lucy looked at George in suspicion.

“What are you looking at?! The final match is about to start!” Jessia hurriedly shouted as her face flushed.

After staring at George for some time, Lucy suddenly puffed out in laughter.

Then, she quickly said, “Sure, Lady George.

Let's just watch the match.”

At the same time, the elder announced that the short break was over, and it was now time for the final match to start.

Nathalia and Ashton each walked into the ring from their corners.

The crowd below were all discussing among themselves.

"Who do you think will win today?”

“Even though Yolanda's performance is really impressive today, I think Ashton has a higher chance of winning.”

“I agree with you too.”

"Ashton already mastered an Earth Grade martial skill.

Initially, that's only reserved for those who reached the level of an elder.

Moreover, it also depends on one’s talent to learn it.”

“Just look at the Flame Sword that Ashton’s holding.

That's an engraved sixth-grade weapon.

It could be said to be the peak of a middle-rank sharp weapon.

Compared to Yolanda's third-grade Silver Scales Spear... I'm afraid that it'll break in half instantly.” “Moreover, Ashton’s realm is more outstanding.

He's only sixteen, but he has reached the fifth stage of the True Martial Realm, whereas Yolanda is only a fourth-stage warrior.

Thus, Yolanda isn't a match for him after all.”

Although some of the spectators were emotionally inclined to Bolot, they still had to admit that whether it was their realms or weapons.

Ashton had the upper hand.

Instead, most of them thought that if Nathalia could last Ashton's three attacks, that would be great. If he could hold on to five moves, then his performance would be extraordinary.

After all, none of Ashton’s opponents managed to last one blow.

Nevertheless, it was not only the Lawrence family members below the area who were in a heated discussion.

Even those Lawrence family seniors sitting on the platform whispered among themselves.

Some of the elders had great impressions of Nathalia due to his performance before that. However, that was the final, and they still thought that Ashton would win.

On the one hand, they also felt that Ashton’s strength was more advantageous.

On the other hand, Ashton was a Lawrence after all, and Nathalia only had a marriage contract with George, so he could not be considered as a Lawrence.

When they reached the arena, Ashton cast a cold glance at Ludwig.

“If you don't want to waste my time, then just admit defeat now!”

Nathalia did not even spare him a glance, and just like he did before, Nathalia held the Silver Scales Spear with its blade facing to the ground.

Thud!

The spear was nailed to the arena.

Ashton instantly frowned, and the spectators also turned to look at one another.

“Is he for real? His opponent is Ashton, and he’s still not using a weapon?”

“Isn't that slightly crazy?”

“What is he trying to do?!”

The crowd just quietened, but they soon got into a discussion again.

Even George, who looked through the veil, showed a puzzled expression.

Finally, she murmured, “What's he trying to do?! Is he giving up?!"

“Are you admitting you're weak and begging me to have mercy on you?” Ashton snorted, “However, you're wrong.

I won't show mercy to any of my opponents.”

Nathalia smiled.

"Oh? I think you're mistaken.

I don't need any weapons to go against an opponent like you!”

The atmosphere went silent at first, and then it instantly ended up in an uproar.

"What? Did I hear it wrong?!”

"He's provoking Ashton!”

“Yolanda is actually provoking Ashton!”

“Do they have a grudge against each other?!”

There was a look of surprise flashing in the spectators’ eyes.

Nathalia's attitude toward Ashton was far more arrogant and boastful than when he faced Yoel. Some of them instantly figured out who was the winner.

“Wow! Yolanda has a great distinction of what he loves and hates! I love his personality!” Behind the veil, Lucy excitedly clapped her tiny hands, and her eyes glimmered.

However, there was only worry in George's eyes.

"With his strength, he might not be able to defeat Ashton yet.

If that's the case, why did he choose not to use his weapon and provoke him instead?”

On the other side, Keith laughed menacingly as he slapped on the armrest of his seat Then, he shouted, “He only had some success, and he's already so arrogant.

He really thinks too highly of himself! Such a person will have limited success in his life!” Although he said that, Keith hoped that Ashton could teach Nathalia a harsh lesson to vent his resentment.

"Alright.

Since you said that, I don't mind eradicating the Lawrence family’s future enemy,” Ashton nodded as he slowly drew his Flame Sword, “So what if you know inscription skill? An immature genius isn't a genius! Raging Soul Swordsmanship!”

Swoosh!

Ashton took a step forward, and the fiery red long sword created billowing heat waves as he aimed at Ludwig.

The graceful but raging stab made everyone stop breathing.

As the tumbling heatwave raged around, the Lawrence family members sitting closest to the ring felt their skin burning in pain and heat, and they involuntarily retreated.

Nathalia narrowed his eyes and looked at Ashton, and he still showed a mocking smile.

Just as the long sword swept at Nathalia and everyone watching the scene perspired and almost forgot how to breathe, Nathalia suddenly moved his hand.

He did not take a step, but he just waved his hand.

Slap!

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Nathalia waved his hand again, and a thin emerald light flashed suddenly.

Soon, Ashton felt a tingling on his cheek.

Then, he staggered and fell to the side.

Ashton hurriedly steadied himself, and he turned to Nathalia in disbelief.

The tingling pain on his cheek was persisting, and when he gently touched it, there was blood on his finger!

The spectators could already see that Ashton’s left cheek had a long and thin wound, and blood seeped out from it.

“Ashton’s hurt!"

"What happened?!”

“I can't even tell what just happened!”

"How did Yolanda attack him?! Wasn't he without a weapon?!”

After a moment of silence, the crowd was in a violent uproar.

They all looked at Ludwig.

Ashton was also frightened and angry.

Then, he looked intently at Nathalia's right hand, and Ashton found that Nathalia held a piece of willow stick.

It was just an ordinary willow stick that could be found anywhere by the Lawrence Manor's lake. On the end of the willow stick, there was a trace of blood

“I told you so, your capability is nothing! I can make you cry by just using this.” Nathalia added fuel to the fire, and he smiled as he waved the willow stick in his hand.

"How is that possible...”

When they saw the scene, the spectators all moaned in disbelief.

"Ashton was hurt by a willow stick?” Someone among the crowd asked.

Ashton suddenly felt his cheeks burn, and his blood raged.

“I'm the best among the Lawrence family, so how can a willow stick hurt me! Raging Soul Swordsmanship! I want to chop off your head!” Ashton fumed, and his face was not as calm as before anymore.

With a roar, the Flame Sword in his hands seemed to be burning, and it caught everyone's attention. The next second, the blood-red sword light was lashed at Ludwig.

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