Satria bombarded the electric field with all kinds of positive energy attacks, but they did not cause any determents.
He could only watch the terrifying electric field, like a grim reaper holding a sickle, creeping towards him.
"No, no...” Satria kept moving backwards, his face full of horror and disbelief.
"This is impossible. I'm a Level 7 martial artist. How could I be defeated by you? This is impossible!"
Upon hearing this, Abraham shook his head with a smile and said, "Nothing is impossible."
"Your Unification Sword skill is pretty good. I didn't expect you to reach the second level."
"But the reason as to why I can still defeat you is very simple."
"That's because I have reached the stage three realm of a Level 7 warrior."
As soon as he said that, there was dead silence, and countless shocked voices were heard.
"Third stage, is that true?”
"It's unbelievable that Abraham had reached such a level!"
"It's only been a year since he advanced. The further he goes, the harder it'll be for him to advance. The speed at which Abraham trains himself is even faster than Satria's!"
"Is this his true trump card? Him being able to hide it so deeply? It's just too shocking."
"Satria must fight against him? He’s sure to lose!"
"The national representative team has tried their best and performed well enough. I didn't expect to meet a genius like Abraham!"
On the ring, Satria's eyes were red as he glared fiercely at Abraham across from him. He could not believe that Abraham would be able to break through the second level of his pride attack, the Unification Sword.
He could not believe that his greatest trump card was not worth even mentioning in his opponent's eyes.
"No, I don't believe it! It's impossible for you to have reached that stage! I don't believe it!"
With a faint smile on his mouth, Abraham controlled the flickering electric field in the air. He took a step forward and said, "You are doomed to lose. It doesn't matter if you believe me or not."
After that, he gently pointed down with his finger.
In an instant, a thunderbolt struck Satria.
Satria had nowhere to hide. He fell to the ground and passed out.
At that moment, Abraham controlled the lightning bolts and continued to draw near.
Upon seeing another stronger thunderbolt about to strike, Yose couldn't sit still anymore. He quickly got up and rushed to the ring, shouting at the same time, "Stop, we admit defeat."
When he finished his last word, the thunder and lightning bolts were less than 10 meters away from Satria.
At that critical moment, Yose finally rushed over to their side. His palm struck out with a blast of energy and a strong wind. He smashed the thunder and lightning bolts into pieces.
Then, he pulled the unconscious Satria up and escorted him below the arena.
Then, he glared at Abraham with an unhappy look on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have already admitted defeat. Why did you still attack?"
In the face of Yose's questioning, Abraham showed a look of disapproval. He spread out his hands and said, "Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry. My strength is out of control. I can't control myself to stop halfway."
"However, thank goodness you blocked my attack, Mr. Zheng. Otherwise, if I really hurt Satria, I will feel guilty!”
"A group of ungrateful people. If Satria had not lifted the group until this stage, all of you wouldn't have the opportunity to be picky."
"I don't think that such a nation is worthy of Satria. If I was him, I would've immigrated. With his age and strength, he would be a favored warrior no matter where he is."
Of course, these remarks caused waves of abuse and reproach.
As a result, the Internet became the battlefield. It was vigorous and noisy, but there were no results.
At the scene, because Satria had been expected to lead the national representative team to win the championship, many of the top executives in the VIP seats were honored guests.
However, now, it made them a little awkward.
Despite this, they were, after all, people with a reputation. It wouldn't look good if they suddenly just left with a flick of their sleeves.
Therefore, although the group of high- level leaders were full of displeasure, they had to present the awards to the representative team members of Thunder Hall with a smile on their faces.
The awards ceremony, which was not long, felt like a century at that moment.
Finally, the music stopped, and the award ceremony was over.
The leaders breathed a sigh of relief and were ready to leave.
However, at this time, Abraham suddenly said, "Please wait a minute, leaders!"
The leaders and other distinguished guests had to turn around. They looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"
With a smile on the corners of his mouth, Abraham asked, "I want to ask all the leaders, when will you give me the bet I won?"
Hearing this, many leaders' faces suddenly changed.
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