Young Lord of The Dragon Sect
Chapter 514 Disastrous defeat

"Well!" Connor sighed heavily and rubbed his temples with both hands vigorously.

Camfil had already gained the upper hand, and at this critical moment, he had managed to become stronger again, which made Connor feel that Maximilian's life was in danger.

At this moment, Connor's brain was in a mess, and he didn't know what to think.

'What should I do if Maximilian dies? If the huge power behind Maximilian want to kill me, my whole family will die, right? I want to die for Maximilian!'

Unfortunately, Connor could only think about it. After all, it was Maximilian who was in the arena at this moment. Just when Connor took out his cigarette case and wanted to smoke to calm down, his hand holding the cigarette case stopped suddenly.

Then Connor's eyes exposed a flash of light, and the hand holding the cigarette case shook suddenly. A whole box of Marlboro was crushed to pieces by Connor. Paper scraps mixed with shredded tobacco fluttered out of Connor's fingers, just like Connor's surprising mood at this moment.

"Oh my god! I'm not hallucinating, right?" The surprised Connor stretched out his left hand and fiercely pinched his thigh, and the intense pain made Connor take a breath, "Hahahaha! It seems I don't have any illusion. Mr. Maximilian is sure to win!"

At the moment when Connor's voice fell, a sudden change occurred on the screen!

Camfil, who had attacked with unparalleled strength and boosted his power, used his most powerful trick. It was an ultimate skill that Camfil didn't use often. As long as Camfil used it, it was bound to kill

someone.

Camfil was like a fierce tiger rushing forward. His left hand grabbed Maximilian's throat, and his right hand hit Maximilian's heart, while his right leg was still accumulating power.

His first two moves were the combination and the transformation of nihility and reality. It depended on how the opponent reacted to it. If the opponent could resolve these two moves, these two moves would become fictitious, and the right leg would become the ultimate move.

It was a skill that Camfil learned in his tribe when he was young. And on his way to dominate the international underground boxing tournament, Camfil only used this skill twice, and he successfully killed his powerful opponents in both times.

When Camfil was satisfied that he could kill Maximilian by using his ultimate move, Maximilian suddenly switched from defense to offense and rushed towards him swiftly.

Maximilian's sudden change of attack and defense caught Camfil off guard. And just when Camfil wanted to respond to the changes, he found his hands and wrists grabbed by Maximilian. 'What's going on? How could my wrists be grabbed by Maximilian?'

Camfil didn't see how exactly Maximilian moves, and how Maximilian grabbed his wrists.

Camfil was a little flustered, hurriedly popped his right foot and used the last hidden skill. At the same time, Camfil pulled back his arms suddenly and tried to withdraw his hands from Maximilian's hand. But when Camfil exerted his arm strength, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrists. And when Camfil's arms continued to force backward, a light of horror flashed in Camfil's eyes.

Camfil's body strength was incomparable high at this moment, but his bones didn't become stronger. When Camfil jerked his arms backward, Maximilian's hands had already crushed Camfil's wrists.

Snort!

With a loud sound, Camfil's arm jerked back. But he did not withdraw his hands. Instead, he tore the muscles in his wrist. In an instant, Camfil's palms and wrists were torn apart, and blood was surging out. At the moment the blood spurted out, Maximilian had already stepped back. He not only avoided the spattered blood but also avoided Camfil's heavy kicked from his leg.

"What?" Camfil didn't care that he didn't defeat Maximilian, but he looked in horror as he lost his arms.

"My hands! How am I supposed to fight in the arena without my hands?" Camfil looked up to the sky and roared.

At that moment, Maximilian walked behind Camfil as fast as a ghost. But Camfil was still immersed in his grief and anger, and did not realize what he was about to face. Bang!

Pop! Pop! Pop! Bang! Bang!

A series of violent blows sounded, and Maximilian fisted Camfil's spine with heavy blows.

Click! Click! Click!

A series of cracking explosions burst out, and Maximilian's striking sound formed a symphony.

As each section of the spine broke, Camfil's back sprayed a cloud of blood mist. And then Camfil's immense body fell heavily onto the ground. The burst of the spine made Camfil completely paralyzed and lost consciousness from his neck down.

"Fuck! Bastard! How do you manage to do that? How could you possibly defeat me?"

Camfil cannot believe everything in front of him, and could not even imagine that he would lose!

"Oh, isn't it normal for you to lose? Don't think you can be better than me by taking stimulants." Maximilian said indifferently and stepped slowly towards Camfil.

A frightened light flashed in Camfil's eyes and he shouted, "I surrender! I surrender! Don't hit me, and don't kill me!"

Maximilian smiled faintly and raised his toe gently. When Maximilian's toes kicked, Camfil made a miserable howling.

Until Camfil's voice was mute because of the howling, he did not even feel anything. When Camfil calmed down a bit, he saw Maximilian had already walked toward the backstage.

In the private box, Harley held the phone and was about to order his men to act. But looking at the sudden change on the screen, Harley could no longer say a single word.

Dragon Queen's face became incomparably gloomy, and she waved her arm angrily. She swept the wine glasses, bottles, and decanters on the table to the ground. Bang! Click!

The magnificent wine utensils and the expensive Romani-Conti red wine were shattered utterly as if they were silently telling Dragon Queen's anger at this moment.

"Hey, hello, hello, Mr. Harley, may I help you?" Harley's cell phone was filled with the shouts of his man. At the moment, his man held the cellphone in confusion and didn't know what Harley was going to do. Harley came back to his senses and said with an incomparably dry voice, "No, nothing, I dialed the wrong number."

Hanging up the phone quickly, Harley lowered his head and took two steps back. He stood close to the wall and didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

Dragon Queen was like a volcano ready to erupt and became furious.

"Waste! You're useless! You can't even beat Maximilian with the drug! Could it be that Maximilian is a god?" Dragon Queen roared in anger.

Harley trembled and said in a low voice, "Please calm down, we can deal with him. We haven't use the ultimate trick yet."

"Step back!" Dragon Queen gritted her teeth and said, turned around, and left the private room.‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒