The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 578 03-25 - : Rainbow Piercing the Sun_1
Chapter 578 -578: Rainbow Piercing the Sun_1
Greg Jensen struggled to lift his head, looking at the enemy not far away, his vision alternately clear and blurry.
Trey Rogers didn’t care about that, holding the Butterfly Double Blades, and taking small steps, he charged toward Greg Jensen.
Without waiting to close the distance, he took a lunge, closing the gap once more. The Butterfly Double Blades reflected the dazzling sunlight, one blade chopping at Greg Jensen’s neck, while the other stabbed toward his chest.
Such a move was as fast as lightning, under normal circumstances, Greg Jensen could easily dodge it.
But at this moment, his head was swollen and dizzy, his body completely out of control; he could only barely lift the Twilight Snow Knife, placing it in front of him.
Clang clang, the two Butterfly Blades were all blocked by the Twilight Snow Knife.
...
“Good block, come again!”
Trey Rogers’ eyes shone, and he swirled around Greg Jensen like a small tornado, chopping away.
Each chop was imbued with True Qi on the Butterfly Blades, making the Twilight Snow Knife tremble incessantly.
The scattered True Qi was like a handful of sharp blades.
In just a moment, Greg Jensen’s body was marked with numerous cuts.
Fortunately, his Divine Dragon Transformation had reached the fourth layer, his skin was as tough as copper and iron, to the point where swords and knives could hardly harm him.
However, his clothes were slashed and torn apart, making him look very wretched.
“Eh, so you’re actually a Grandmaster of Dual Cultivation, no wonder, no wonder…”
A hint of admiration appeared in Trey Rogers’ eyes, but it was quickly replaced with ruthlessness, “However, sorry, I must kill you!”
His words had yet to fall when his attacks became even more ferocious.
Unlike before, the target of attack had shifted to vulnerable areas such as the eyes and neck.
You think you have skin as tough as iron, huh?
I want to see if you’ve cultivated that iron skin to your eyelids!
With Trey Rogers’ determination, Greg Jensen was indeed somewhat unable to defend himself, and he became flustered and disorganized.
Seeing that Greg Jensen was already at a disadvantage, that his defeat was just a matter of time, Dylan Wood and others all heaved a sigh of relief.
Dylan Wood laughed and said, “Master Trey is really extraordinary.”
“Yes, this time we will surely cut down that young man.”
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“Go Master Trey!”
Drake Stuart stood under a tree not far away, looking at Greg Jensen who was being pushed back step by step, and could not help but frown:
“Hold on, how can I take revenge if you die at their hands?”
On the platform, Trey Rogers’ attacks grew more and more urgent, like a violent storm, and the clanging sound of the clashes was incessant.
Greg Jensen was like a small boat in a storm, about to be swallowed up by the raging winds at any moment.
“It’s time to end this!”
Trey Rogers let out a cold snort, and the Butterfly Double Blades drew a beautiful arc, one slicing towards Greg Jensen’s eyes and the other towards his neck.
The two blades seemed to fall at the same time, but the one aiming for the neck suddenly accelerated, chopping down at Greg Jensen’s neck at an even faster pace.
Greg Jensen raised his knife to block, and with a clang, he managed to parry that strike.
At that moment, the blade aiming for his eyes arrived.
By then, Greg Jensen was too late to stop it.
“Die!”
Trey Rogers roared, his speed increasing by a fraction.
Just at this critical juncture, Greg Jensen’s hand flashed with a cold light, and a deep blue sword light stabbed suddenly.
Trey Rogers only felt a coldness in his chest, his body involuntarily came to a halt.
He instantly widened his eyes, looking down to see a hole the size of a baby’s fist in his chest, from which blood was gushing out.
Splash!
Seeing the change on the platform, everyone couldn’t help but stand up.
Trey Rogers and Greg Jensen were too close just now, so that the people in the stands couldn’t see the details clearly.
They only knew that Trey Rogers’ chest had been pierced with a hole, but they had no idea how Greg Jensen had done it.
“You…”
Trey Rogers twisted his stiff neck, slowly lifting his head to look at Greg Jensen, his hoarse voice rising, “How did you do it?”
Greg Jensen parted his lips into a grim smile, “Didn’t you ever wonder why they call me the ‘Casual Magician’?”
Trey Rogers seemed to think of something, his pupils suddenly shrank, his mouth opened to say something, but the Twilight Snow Knife was already slashing toward him.
Thwack!
Blood sprayed out once again, but this time, Greg Jensen didn’t manage to hack off Trey Rogers’s head.
Thump!
The moment Trey Rogers fell, he too slumped to the ground, already half-unconscious.
The training field once again fell into dead silence.
Everyone’s eyes were wide with disbelief as they replayed the scene in their minds, trying to figure out how that bloody hole had appeared.
The Sword of Coagulated Frost, swift as lightning, had pierced through Trey Rogers, creating a bloodied hole before returning to Greg Jensen’s hand. How could they have seen it?
“Trey Rogers!”
Dylan Wood’s eyes practically burst with rage, his eyes so red they seemed as if they could shoot fire.
Seeing Trey Rogers breathless, Dylan Wood felt as though all his strength had been drained, and he slumped onto a chair.
Drake Stuart, who was still standing under the tree, could not close his mouth from smiling so broadly, turning his head towards Issac Grey’s direction.
Issac Grey, sensing something, turned his head, only to see an empty space beneath the tree; where was the person’s figure?
He frowned, his expression grave as he looked at Greg Jensen, “How could this kid be so formidable?”
At that moment, Dylan Wood shouted indignantly, “Old Grey, avenge Trey Rogers!”
Issac Grey’s expression darkened, but he didn’t respond.
Given the current situation, it seemed better to reconcile with Greg Jensen rather than continue the fight.
After all, each high-end fighter lost was a blow to the family’s strength.
Yet, looking at Greg Jensen’s near-dead appearance, he felt somewhat reluctant.
Dylan Wood angrily said, “Issac Grey, what are you waiting for?”
Issac Grey took a deep sigh, turned around, and bowed deeply and solemnly to an elder, “Uncle, it appears we must ask you to make a move.”
Wilson Grey’s eyes snapped open, a sharp light overflowing within them. His snow-white hair moving without wind, his whole body exuded an indescribable aura of sharpness.
Like a blade standing between heaven and earth.
He nodded silently and said, “Take good care of the children at home, I shall go!”
Before his words had finished, he had already risen from the ground and floated towards the stage.
Indeed, floated!
“In the realm of the Dao?”
Duncan Kong, seeing Wilson Grey’s manner, couldn’t help but be greatly shocked.
Thomas Lampe frowned deeply and said, “It should be just a half-step into the Dao, right?”
“That’s still tough though,” Duncan Kong worriedly said.
Xavier Cooper stood up and said, “I’ll go swap out the boss!”
“Sit down!”
Thomas Lampe yanked him back, “What good will it do you to go up there? Can you beat him?”
Xavier Cooper angrily said, “So we just watch the boss die?”
Thomas Lampe glared at him, saying, “Even if you die, the boss won’t!”
“You…”
Xavier Cooper was fiercely angry.
Duncan Kong’s expression turned ugly as he said, “Let’s wait a little longer, if it really becomes impossible, we will rush to save him.”
…
On the other side, Austin Hall, seeing this scene, his face immediately became grave, “Wilson Grey… has he entered the Dao?”
The elder Mr. Liu glanced over and shook his head slightly. “No, not yet. Just half a step into the Dao.
He has only cracked open a sliver of the door; as long as he can’t fully open that door, he will never truly enter the Dao realm,” he said.
Austin Hall let out a sigh of relief but then worried again, “Dad, do you think Barry Wolfe can still win?”
Elder Mr. Liu’s expression faltered, and he let out a long sigh, “It’s hard to say; let’s leave it to Barry Wolfe’s fate.”
Clang!
The Longsword was drawn from its scabbard, a sudden flash of light striking towards Greg Jensen on the stage.
The brightness of the sword was dazzling, its momentum torrential – indeed, it was like a rainbow piercing through the sun!
