The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 1401
James’ reaction was so swift that it caught Polaris off guard.
Polaris froze. By the time he recollected himself, it was already too late.
Since his arm was grabbed, he could not dodge James’ attack. He could only raise the other arm and blocked James’ attack
forcefully.
Boom!
Two powerful True Energies collided, and the sound of an explosion reverberated throughout the mountains.
At that moment, unable to withstand the blow, Polaris staggered backward.
Even the rocks on the ground were shattered into a million tiny pieces.
Polaris retreated by about thirty meters before he could finally deflect James’ blow.
His arm was numb, unable to exert even a single ounce of strength.
The Blood Energy inside his body churned. Though he hurriedly catalyzed True Energy, he could not completely suppress it.
Blergh!
He vomited a mouthful of blood.
Meanwhile, James remained standing at the same spot, unmoving.
The crowd fell silent. Before the battle, no one believed James could win. To them, James was no match for Archbishop Polaris.
Now, however, the opposite was true. In just a single round of battle, Polaris was sent flying and vomiting a mouthful of blood.
This was the Archbishop of the Polaris Sect, after all. Ranking third on the Elysian Ranking, he was a legendary character.
Now, however, he could not even withstand a single blow from a young man.
Everyone fixed a stare at James as if he was a monster.

Even Koehler Keyes, the organizer of the International Martial Arts Conference, could not help but glance at James.
Wearing a grim expression on his face, he murmured, “Looks like this young man by the name of James is no ordinary man.
Though he’s young, he possesses immense strength. How rare...”
Looking at Polaris who vomited a mouthful of blood, James said nonchalantly, “I didn’t even use any strength. Can you
continue?”
After the brief battle, James now had a clearer understanding of Polaris’ strength.
He had no idea how strength was categorized in the West.
If it was based on Solean standards, Polaris should be at the peak of the seventh rank and near the cultivation of the five organs.
This meant that he was approaching the eighth rank-a terrifying strength regardless. If not for Callan’s Spirit Turtle core, James
would be no match for him.
Polaris expression turned grim. At that moment, he viewed James as his peer or even someone above him.
He raised his arm, and the staff stuck between the crevices of a rock flew toward him.
Holding the staff in his hand, it began to glimmer. Then, he slowly levitated off the ground until he was about thirty meters in mid-
air.
“Solean, I admit that I may have underestimated you. I take back what I said.
You’re someone I should fight with all of my strength. It’s been a hundred years since I last went all-out. I hope you won’t
disappoint me.”
Polaris’ voice boomed and reverberated throughout the mountains.
“Hey, the Archbishop is about to go all-out. This is gonna be awesome.”
“As expected of an ancient martial artist from Sol. Though he’s young, he’s powerful.”
“Let’s watch the show, shall we?”

Many watched in anticipation.
“To me, the Blade of Justice.”
James raised his hand and the Blade of Justice flew toward him.
Holding the Blade of Justice in his hand, he pointed it at Polaris who was in mid-air, and said while smiling, “I’m afraid you’re no
match for
me, Polaris. If I can’t defeat you within ten rounds, consider it my loss.”
After learning of Polaris’ approximate strength, James was now confident.
His voice boomed throughout Mount Olympus.
“That young man isn’t insolent. He truly is powerful.”
“I guess Sol will always be the nation full of mysteries and wonders.”