Azariel then faced two young geniuses from the Wind Dragon Lower Realm and the Serpent's Embrace Lower Realm. One of them tried to tackle him with speed, and the other tried to poison him. Both of them failed miserably and were sent flying out by a kick.
As a result, Azariel won the reward.
"Hahaha! Really eye-opening to see so many geniuses fail to defeat my son, who hasn't even experienced any real battles. You all went too easy on him. You must all be showing this Anarchic Divergent some face. Many thanks."
Davis laughed out heartily, appearing thoroughly amused. However, his voice only sounded like the laughter of a demon king to those who were afraid of him.
Azariel smirked as he knew his father was making fun of them, but still, to say that he hadn't had any real battle experience was a bit too much, considering battles made up nearly half of his time, most of them spent fighting with his siblings.
They were a tough nut to crack, so how could he not be experienced?
