“Oh? Is that so! Haha! And here I was thinking you weren’t coming over since you were afraid you’d end up losing!” replied the white-haired man. “My sister? Afraid of you? Seamus Fairleigh, I hope you realize that you aren’t invincible just because you’ve managed to capture some ugly savage! We’ll definitely be showing you the power of King Valley today! To hell with your undefeatable God of War bullsh*t!” growled Yenny without any filter to her words. “Alright, alright, calm down… We’ll just have to wait and see what happens in the end. Speaking of which, I hope you don’t end up regretting what you promised me, Fleur!” replied Seamus with a sly smile. “Oh, you’ll be the one regretting it. Get ready to call me ‘sister’ soon!” said Fleur without even sparing him a glance as she led her group toward the VIP area. Naturally, Gerald was dragged along. Looking around, the place was a near-perfect replica of a real ancient colosseum, with a massive space in the middle and all. Notici

By that point, all of Gerald’s hairs had stood on end, and he knew for a fact that he wasn’t going to be able to dodge the attack. With that in mind, he gathered what strength he could to brace himself for impact! A split second later, the colossal hand slammed against Gerald, causing an explosion of energy and white smoke to form as Gerald found himself flying backward! The sheer force of the impact alone had caused Gerald’s clothes—especially on his back—to instantly get torn to shreds, and soon enough, Gerald’s back collided against the area’s stone walls! Immediately coughing out blood, Gerald no longer had to wonder how the savage had killed the other Spirit Earth Realm masters. From what Gerald could tell, killing them off must have been as easy as pounding garlic with the savage’s immense strength! He was way stronger than Hogan! If it hadn’t been for the fact that Gerald had recently sharply increased his strength—by learning and utilizing the art of Thunder Eruption—then

While he wasn’t dead—since Leo hadn’t hit any of his vital organs—there was no way in hell that he was going to be able to continue fighting. Releasing another deafening roar, everyone was forced to cover their ears this time due to how close Leo now was to them. Before anyone could even register what was happening, however, Leo was already on the move again. By the time the audience opened their eyes again, Leo was already standing before the four remaining masters. With four precise and lightning-fast strikes, Leo proceeded to take each of them down. The way he did it made it look easy, and it almost suggested that he was dealing with nothing but mere insects. Upon seeing that, those who were still seated instantly found themselves getting up and taking a few steps backward. Fleur, however, was arguably even more shocked than anyone else from the crowd, and her expression had taken a drastic change by this point. After all, all seven of the masters—who were each highly rank

“Oh? What’s wrong? You planning on hitting me or something? Haha! It’s so satisfying to see you enraged like some untamed bear! Come on, hit me! Make my day!” taunted Sam as he began patting Myles’s face mockingly. A second after he said that, Sam’s eyes widened as he found himself flying in the air, a burning sensation now on his right cheek. Just as he was about to scream from Gerald’s immense slap, all the wind got knocked out of him the second his body collided against the corner of a wall! As Sam began vomiting blood, a few teeth could be seen mixed in with the crimson liquid. As Sam’s two bodyguards stood frozen in place, completely stunned, Sam slowly crawled to his knees, glaring daggers in his utter disbelief at the man who was currently standing beside Myles. “You… How dare you hit me…?!” growled Sam as he watched Gerald pick his bag up. Dusting the dirt of the bag, Gerald then replied, “What? You were the one who was asking to be hit, no? Are you satisfied now, you b

“As for you. How many times have I told you not to get involved with any of the Fairleighs? Knowing Seamus, who knows what he had in mind when you made that bet with him? It should’ve been clear as day that he wanted to cheat you! Had it not been for the savage running wild, you would’ve definitely lost the bet!” reprimanded the middle-aged man. To those who knew him, he was none other than the master of King Valley, Rupert Yateman. He was a father to two daughters, them being Yenny and Fleur Yateman. Being the younger daughter, Yenny had quite the bizarre attitude, and her personality was flippant as it was insincere. Fleur, on the other hand, was much more mature and stable-minded. Regardless, Rupert couldn’t help but feel irked this time. After all, the bet his daughter had made had cost the lives of seven of the King Valley’s most highly ranked masters. “All of you should know how covetously the Fairleighs have been eyeing us this entire time! With that in mind, everyone s