Hearing this, both Quinca and Tyne were stunned.They didn't think it was possible for Xayne to only be using thirty percent of his strength.With just thirty percent, he pushed back a kickboxing grandmaster who was at his peak.That meant his strength was at least an Eternal.It was incredibly terrifying.At that moment, dread settled over Quinca. Xayne appeared to be in his early twenties, yet he already possessed such formidable strength. It was truly alarming. If he continued to grow, his future would be limitless, destined to become a legendary figure.At such a young age, with such power, there had only been two similar figures in modern history. One was the second Emperor and the other was the Supreme Commander who commanded the Five Pillars of Drakonia, Xander, the Dragon Marshal.These two were the most outstanding prodigies in recent history.Quinca's face visibly darkened. He glanced nervously at Tyne.Tyne stood up, his expression cold as he looked at Xayne. "Comma

Quinca saw Xayne make his move and immediately drew his sword, thrusting it toward him with all his might. He knew that if he couldn't block this attack, he would be seriously injured.The Ravenclaw dagger flashed with a chilling light as it shot forward. The longsword collided with the dagger in mid-air, and a clanging sound echoed.In the next second, a shocking scene unfolded. The Ravenclaw dagger sliced through Quinca's sword and continued its path, piercing his right hand.Blood splattered everywhere. The Ravenclaw dagger tore through Quinca's hand, trailing a large amount of blood. The broken sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter."Ah! My hand!" Quinca screamed, clutching his pierced right arm, stumbling back a few steps, his eyes glaring viciously at Xayne. The King of the North was too powerful. He was a rising Kickboxing Sage, a level that even grandmasters could only dream of reaching.In Healers Valley, even reaching the grandmaster peak was rare, let alon

Lexter, who was watching from the side, was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud. Almost instantly, he crawled on his knees to Xayne, hugging his leg, and wailed for mercy, "Commander Xayne, I was wrong. Please, Commander Xayne, have mercy. Don't kill me, don't kill me. I don't want to die. As long as you show mercy, I'll do anything."Xayne looked down at Lexter kneeling before him and sneered coldly, "Mr. Lexter, isn't it a bit late to beg for mercy now?"Hearing this, Lexter banged his head on the ground repeatedly, his forehead bleeding, as he shouted, "Please, Commander Xayne, have mercy. Please, Commander Xayne, have mercy. As long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything."Upon hearing this, Xayne pondered for a moment and said, "I can let you go, but you'll have to deliver a message to Healers Valley for me.""What message?" Lexter trembled, raising his head slightly to look at Xayne. As soon as he met Xayne's terrifying gaze, he quickly lowered his head agai

After hanging up the phone, Xayne briefly pondered the upcoming events.The next day, he met with Bren in Drakonix. As expected of the renowned iron-fisted diplomat, Bren's aura was formidable, even in the presence of Xayne."This time, our trip to the Union Conference is to seek reparations. This matter not only concerns the dignity of our fallen soldiers at the border but also the honor of Drakonia. If handled poorly, it will give others the impression that Drakonia is a weakling, subject to humiliation." Bren succinctly outlined the importance of this negotiation before leading his diplomatic team, along with Xayne, onto the plane.Xayne, donning the King of the North's mask, followed closely behind Bren as they disembarked and arrived at the Union Conference meeting room.Bren led the way, and they soon encountered the Pavona's diplomat, Locke, who seemed to be deliberately blocking their path. Upon seeing Bren, Locke approached with a malevolent glare."I was wondering who h

"King of the North?"The meeting room fell into an instant silence.Everyone present was stunned.The King of the North from Drakonia had appeared in the meeting room.He was the protector of the Northern Plains. He was the most elite soldier, Drakonia's strongest Supreme Commander, undefeated on battlefields for five years. He was a figure that inspired despair.Countless titles converged upon that young and tall figure.When Xayne stepped forward, everyone held their breath, not daring to even exhale."Both sides invaded each other's territories, and lives were lost on both sides. Yet, you believe we should compensate?" Xayne's eyes blazed with fury and coldness as he questioned the presiding judge.The judge couldn't meet Xayne's gaze and slumped in his seat, his forehead covered in cold sweat."Does this mean that the Northern Plains Army could launch a missile at your place, invade your territory, kill your people, and as long as my losses are greater than yours, you woul