His words 'Martial Arts Prodigy's weighed down on everyone heavily. Even ordinary civilians who have never practiced martial arts before in their entire life understood what this title means.He was a true master who was at the peak of martial arts and could even establish his own academy or alliance! In the history of martial arts, the only people able to achieve this level in the past were all respected elders of great virtue. But even the youngest and most talented one of those elders who achieved this level in history was in his mid thirties! Yet Ambrose Darkmore claims this masked man who looks like he is in his early and mid twenties was actually a martial arts prodigy?!It was simply astonishing and beyond comprehension!Apart from Ambrose Darkmore, the other elders including Silas Nightingale and Grimm were equally shocked. Their facial expressions turned stoic.Could they easily kill Peter and the other middle-aged man?Yes!But can they do it with a single strike like a ma

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The remaining second tier leaders didn't hesitate to charge forward. They unleashed their full strength as they stormed towards Kian. The ring was big and wide but for these furious martial arts masters, closing the distance between them and Kian was easy. They moved swiftly, reaching him in a blink of an eye. SWOOSH! The sharp slice sounds in the air echoed as they threw their strongest punch, others kicks and some their weapons. At that moment, Calvin's eyes shone with a fierce glint. Just as he was reaching Kian, he slowed down his punch, twisted his body, extended a leg and delivered a powerful kick. BANG! BANG! BANG! The loud thud sounds resounded three times as the three closest second tier leaders to Kian including the female leader who had protested earlier were caught off guard and struck hard in the back! "Argh!" "Ah!" "Ugh!" They groaned consecutively and stumbled forward, directly into the path of Kian's spear! "Calvin, you old bastard!" "What are you doing

The entire square was in utter silence. The whole elders council and the spectators were stunned speechless. At that moment, Silas Nightingale and other elders at the elders' council gathering felt more apprehensive towards Kian. A sense of fear slowly crept into their hearts. An overwhelming sense of fear. Martial arts training was just like studying. Its practitioners have their own advantages, disadvantages, specialities, strengths, and weaknesses. Some martial artists were excellent at attacking with fierce ferocity and strength, but their defenses always tend to be weak. Silas Nightingale, Ambrose Darkmore, and Grimm all belonged to that set of martial artists. On the other hand, some martial arts masters like several others in the elders' council were superb at defense, but their attacking abilities weren't so good. It was important to note that among the second tier leaders that Kian just killed, one of them was a sect leader who was revered for his defensive specialt

While it may seem like the top aristocratic families of the Cascadia were equally powerful and reigning, only people at core positions like the patriarchs of the families including Roland knew the truth. The aristocratic Blackwood's family was not just the number one aristocratic family in Cascadia for nothing. They had long surpassed the other aristocratic families by a huge margin. Which was why even if some aristocratic families were offended with them regarding the attitude of that bastard from the Blackwood's family, they couldn't do anything much to harm the family. The patriarchs of all the aristocratic families also knew that it was only possible for the Blackwood's to be in this state because of the support of that mysterious force behind them. Roland Harrington had tried every means to extract information about those forces from the Blackwood's family. But that cunning old man, Mortimer Blackwood kept his mouth tightly short, refusing to reveal information about them