Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere
Chapter 1520: Celestial Dragonblade

Chapter 1520: Celestial Dragonblade

At this point, the martial artists at the foot of the mountain were also wide-eyed with astonishment.

They hadn't expected that Connor's first move would have such an effect.

Waverly, watching Connor from below, revealed a surprised expression. She excitedly said, "So, Mr. Connor has been hiding his true strength all along!"

"Hiding his strength?" Chieko was confused.

"Yes, you can tell from his first punch. Mr. Connor isn't merely a Yellow Rank warrior. A Yellow Rank warrior wouldn't possess such power. No wonder he was willing to forgo the Chi Receiving Pill. It turns out he was hiding his strength!" Waverly explained.

While the Chi Receiving Pill were potent, they had limitations. Their effectiveness diminished as one's strength increased. Once consumed by a warrior at the Black-rank or above, the pills would have no effect. So, Connor's reliance on the pills had decreased significantly.

What puzzled Waverly was when Connor had broken through his realm. When she first met him, he was only at the Yellow Rank.

"Will Mr. Connor's chances of winning improve?"

Chieko, not well-versed in martial matters, asked anxiously.

Waverly pondered for a moment and then softly said, "Even though Mr. Connor was hiding his strength, I don't believe he has reached the Black-rank . Hence, it's still uncertain who will win in the battle against Wadi. However, Mr. Connor's chances of winning have certainly increased."

"That's great news..."

Chieko's face lit up upon hearing this.

On the other hand, Palmer and the others seemed a bit displeased.

It was quite straightforward. They had also deduced that Connor had been hiding his true strength all along.

"Is Connor being too cunning? He was intentionally concealing his strength!"

Deryn's brow furrowed.

"Being able to deceive so many people is also a skill of Connor's!"

Jenna responded calmly.

"Yes, we underestimated Connor. But now, I feel that he's meticulously prepared for everything he does. He's not a fool; he's quite clever!"

Palmer added.

"Even if Connor is hiding his strength, what difference does it make? Wadi will surely defeat him!"

Wesley said nonchalantly.

"Hopefully, that's the case."

Franco sighed softly.

Palmer had been keeping his gaze fixed on Connor the whole time. In his mind, he was already formulating a plan for what he should do if, by any chance, Wadi lost to Connor.

"Wesley, come over here!"

Palmer suddenly spoke.

Wesley hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly followed Palmer to the side.

Jenna looked at Wesley, her expression somewhat strange, but she didn't say much.

A few minutes later, Palmer returned alone, and Wesley had disappeared.

"Mr. White, where's Wesley?"

Jenna asked in a hushed voice.

"I had him take care of something!"

Palmer didn't explain further, responding in a flat tone.

Upon hearing this, Jenna's expression became even stranger. She had a vague sense that what Palmer had tasked Wesley with was related to the battle between Connor and Wadi.

As for the exact nature of the task, Jenna wasn't quite sure.

However, she knew Palmer well. He was the kind of person who would persist until he achieved his goal.

Nonetheless, Palmer was her immediate superior, so even if she had a sense of foreboding, she dared not say much.

On the mountaintop.

Wadi looked at Connor in an odd expression and muttered, "Connor, I never expected you were hiding your true strength all along..."

"If I didn't hide my strength, why would you challenge me? Why would Palmer be so confident in making the wager with me?"

Connor smiled and replied.

"I underestimated you just now..."

Wadi took a deep breath, his expression turning fierce, and he continued, "But even if you're concealing your strength, what difference does it make? Today, you still can't defeat me!"

"Is that so?"

Connor looked at Wadi and asked.

Wadi hesitated for a couple of seconds and then said in a low voice, "I initially thought that dealing with someone like you wouldn't require this. But now, it seems I've underestimated you. Allowing me to use the Celestial Dragonblade is already your great honor, isn't it?"

"The Celestial Dragonblade?"

Connor was momentarily stunned by his words.

Wadi then took out a long blade from behind him.

This blade emitted an eerie green light, giving off a strange sensation, like a venomous snake ready to pierce an enemy's heart at any moment.

"This Celestial Dragonblade was forged by one of the most renowned swordsmiths in Honduria. My grandfather used this blade to defeat numerous grandmasters on your mainland. He passed it down to me yesterday. Initially, I thought I wouldn't need to use this blade against you. However, your performance has exceeded my expectations. It's quite an honor for you that I'm using this blade against you."

Wadi spoke softly.

"It's just a blade. Do you have to make it sound so impressive?"

Connor's tone carried a hint of disdain.

"Hehe..."

Wadi chuckled coldly and added, "You'll regret what you just said..."

"Enough with the chatter. Let's get on with it!"

Connor said expressionlessly.

Wadi's expression turned angry, and he activated his internal energy.

As a Black-rank warrior, Wadi had excellent control over her internal energy. The energy enveloped the Celestial Dragonblade.

Connor squinted at Wadi. Although he had spoken so casually earlier, he hadn't let his guard down. He could sense that the Celestial Dragonblade was indeed dangerous.

"Come at me!"

Wadi roared at Connor.

In an instant, an incredibly astonishing aura burst forth from the Celestial Dragonblade.

Connor could faintly feel this aura rushing toward him at an astonishing speed.

Connor's reaction speed was quick. He sidestepped to dodge the dangerous aura.

The aura struck the rock behind Connor, splitting it in half!