180 A Mage or a Knight?

Compared to the elegance of a mage that Joelson had always displayed, he was now in a slightly pathetic state.

The mage's robe was a little tattered and covered in dust.

However, his expression was very calm from the start.

Most importantly...

The corner of his mouth was very clean, and his expression was normal.

"How is this possible?!"

Pryce hovered in mid-air; his eyes filled with shock.

"Using his body to withstand a saint-level attack, and he's not injured?!"

Everyone looked at Joelson in shock.

Even the saint-level powerhouse on the stage revealed a look of confusion.

Pryce's sword had indeed struck Joelson's chest, and everyone had seen it.

That terrifying holy light, even a knight at the peak of the 9th rank like Dewitt did not have the confidence to withstand it.

But Joelson...was not injured at all.

"What is that?!"

Someone shouted in shock.