Thunderfrost Tempest

A slight look of surprise appeared on John's face as he stared at Araxus, whose aura was surging, creating a storm of lightning centered around him. The arena shook with each explosion of lightning, hundreds of bolts of lightning scattering throughout the arena each second.

He had expected Araxus to become depressed or mentally defeated upon seeing his Lightning Origin Essence Runes. He knew Araxus was a smart and reasonable cultivator, and knew based on what John had shown, that Araxus considered himself to be at a disadvantage. Now that his Origin Essence Runes had been revealed, that disadvantage had only grown, and yet Araxus didn't seem to care at all.

On the contrary, it seemed to have amplified his lust for combat, surprising John greatly. He had never seen an opponent act like this before, at least not to this level, and the only person that Araxus reminded him of at the moment…was himself.