Peerless Battle Spirit Chapter 553 - The Dismal Emperor

“Damn it, this guy concealed his cultivation!”

The Death Emperor’s face turned gloomy.

According to her speculation, Duan Qing would at most possess the cultivation of the Undefeatable Martial Dominator Realm, thus she could handle him with ease. However, judging from the aura emitting from his body, he had mastered some sort of forbidden technique that would allow him to execute an extremely powerful blow.

“That being said, how could an ant like him stand a chance against the almighty Death Emperor? I shall consume more of my lifespan. It doesn’t matter how terrifying your forbidden technique is, you will never defeat me!”

The Death Emperor mumbled to herself, while the gloomy expression on her face vanished after being replaced with disdain.

It was not her looking down on Duan Qing, but merely because of her confidence!

The confidence and pride that belonged to a Martial Monarch!

The crowd was aware of the intense atmosphere and immediately realized that this third cup would determine the outcome of the battle, as Duan Qing was going to use his strongest move.

Even the First Prince clenched his fists tightly at that instant.

A mysterious force awakened within Qin Nan’s left arm as he held the cup tightly in his hand.

“What a pity, I can only exert a trace amount of the force inside the left arm of the Divine God of Battle. Otherwise, the Death Emperor would actually taste death today.” Qin Nan let out a sigh and soon switched his focus. A grin appeared on his face, “That being said, even if the Death Emperor was not killed today, she would still pay a great price….”

Whoosh.

Qin Nan instantly made his move. He leapt and floated in mid-air while aiming the cup in the Death Emperor’s direction.

An intimidating aura swept the area.

The entire hall began to quaver while the Fiery Jade Tables vibrated.

“Nice!”

The Third Prince rose from his seat and uttered a roar while clapping his hands, shocking the crowd.

It was important to have a strong morale at such a key timing.

“Nice my ass? How naive! Oh Duan Qing, no matter

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