All Chapters of The One Above All: Chapter 81
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C79: Special Forces Unit
"No need to investigate." Robert's sudden interruption attracted everyone's attention.Julian frowned. "What do you mean?"Robert forced out a snort and waved his hand dismissively. "What exactly are you planning to investigate?"He deliberately acted as though the matter wasn't worth discussing."That brat only possesses such decent martial arts skills because he once served in a special forces unit within the army.""What?" Julian and Zayden exchanged surprised looks. Robert immediately continued before they could think too deeply about it."He spent years receiving specialized combat training. Of course he'd be stronger than ordinary people."He laughed awkwardly. "Other than that, he doesn't have much of a background."Fortunately for him, neither Julian nor Zayden noticed the panic hidden beneath his calm expression."A special forces unit?" Julian raised an eyebrow.A look of realization gradually appeared on Zayden's face."So that's why." He nodded thoughtfully. "No wonder th
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C80: That Day May Never Come
Veyron raised an eyebrow. "Yes. What's wrong with that?""Damn it!" Augustus Laurent sounded as though he had suffered a tremendous injustice."I've been studying the Seven Star Needles for more than six years!" His voice was full of grievance. "Six years, Master! Six whole years!""I still can't fully comprehend it. Meanwhile, you only needed one month." The old man sounded both jealous and impressed. "Isn't that unfair?"Veyron couldn't help chuckling. One month?If Augustus knew he had actually mastered the technique within a few days, the old man might faint on the spot.Fortunately, some truths were better left untold."Old man," Veyron said lazily, "did you call just to complain? If you have something important to say, get to the point."Augustus immediately sounded wronged. "Master, your opinion of me is truly terrible.""When you finally master the Seven Star Needles, I'll improve my opinion of you." Veyron's lips curled upward.A deep sigh echoed through the phone. "Then that
C81: Spar?
Veyron stepped out of the Rolls-Royce Phantom without much interest.The chauffeur respectfully closed the door behind him while waiting quietly at the side.At almost the same moment, the black Mercedes-Maybach parked several spaces away. Its chauffeur hurried out and opened the rear door."Master," he said respectfully. "We've arrived."Veyron's gaze drifted over casually. An elderly man slowly emerged from the vehicle.The moment his feet touched the ground, the atmosphere seemed to change.He wore a long black robe embroidered with intricate golden patterns that shimmered faintly beneath the lights.His snow-white hair was neatly combed backward, while a long white beard flowed down his chest.Although age had left traces on his face, his posture remained straight as a spear.Every step he took was steady and powerful. More importantly, an invisible pressure radiated from his body.The surrounding air seemed to grow heavier. The nearby leaves trembled despite the absence of wind.
C82: Taboo
"What did you just call me?" Veyron's voice was calm.Yet the moment those words left his mouth, the air grew colder. Even the nearby chauffeurs instinctively shivered.His icy-green eyes locked onto Ignatius Thorn. Within those eyes, a terrifying coldness was brewing.Only one word echoed repeatedly inside his mind.'Coward.''Coward.''Coward.'...The expression on his face gradually darkened. In his entire life, countless people had cursed him.Some called him a monster. Others called him a butcher. His enemies called him a demon.Yet no one had ever dared call him a coward. Because he knew exactly what that word meant.Years ago, when foreign enemies invaded Meridian's borders, he and his comrades had stood at the forefront.They charged where the fighting was fiercest. Where blades rained down like storms.Where corpses piled into mountains. Where rivers ran red with blood.Every step forward was a step toward death. Many never returned. Many never saw their families again.Yet
C83: Your Victory
The smile on Veyron's face gradually disappeared. His icy-green eyes became cold, ruthless and dangerous."I don't have time to waste with you." He casually raised a hand and beckoned toward Ignatius. "Come."Then he added calmly, "If you can touch me within ten moves..."A faint sneer appeared on his lips. "...I'll consider it your victory."The atmosphere instantly froze. Ignatius stared at him in disbelief. Then, his face darkened.The veins on his forehead bulged violently. For a moment, he almost suspected he had misheard."What did you say?" His voice trembled with fury.Nobody had ever dared humiliate him like this. Not in the past. Not now. Not ever.Yet this brat was actually giving him conditions?The old Sect Master's eyes filled with murderous intent. "You arrogant little bastard!"BOOM!A violent surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body. The surrounding air immediately became heavy.The nearby chauffeurs staggered backward in panic. Some even felt their legs weaken
C84: Ten Steps To Kill A Man
Ignatius Thorn's entire body trembled. His cloudy eyes widened as they shifted toward the newcomer.The moment he recognized the elderly man standing beside Reginald Langford, his face lost all color."Chairman... Augustus Laurent?" His voice shook violently. Then his gaze returned to Veyron. His lips trembled. "W-What did you just call him?"Augustus frowned. "My Master."BOOM!The answer struck Ignatius like a bolt of lightning. His mind instantly went blank.Master? Augustus Laurent's Master? How was that possible?One was the chairman of Cartier, a business empire with influence spread across countless regions.The other was Reginald Langford, the wealthiest man in the entire region.These were figures capable of shaking Highmont with a single sentence.Yet both of them were showing obvious respect toward the same young man.Cold sweat instantly soaked Ignatius' back. His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.At that moment, countless thoughts raced through his mind.Who exactly
C85: Biggest Joke In Meridian
"NNGH!"Ignatius Thorn struggled desperately.His face turned purple as Veyron's hand tightened around his throat.His eyes widened in terror. For the first time in decades, he truly felt death approaching.It was only now that he fully understood the gap between them.Ten steps to kill a man? What nonsense.Veyron didn't even need ten steps. He didn't even need ten moves. The difference between them was like heaven and earth.A crushing despair filled Ignatius' heart. Just moments ago, he had arrogantly declared that he would allow Veyron ten moves.Now, looking back, he felt as though he had become the biggest joke in Meridian.His so-called pride. His reputation. His fifty years of cultivation. All of it seemed laughable before this young man."NNGH!" His body trembled violently.The more he struggled, the more difficult it became to breathe. Fear gradually replaced every other emotion.Then Veyron's cold voice sounded above him."You should be grateful." His eyes were as cold as i
C86: A Watchdog
Veyron narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced toward Augustus Laurent.High alcohol tolerance?The corner of his mouth twitched. This old fox clearly knew he couldn't hold his liquor.Yet before he could expose the old man's scheme, the surrounding guests erupted into cheers."Hahaha! It's our honor to drink with Mr. Blackthorne!""That's right!""Tonight, nobody leaves sober!""Mr. Blackthorne, you mustn't refuse us!"Augustus laughed loudly and personally handed him a glass. Veyron accepted it reluctantly. Then he leaned closer and lowered his voice."Old man." His eyes narrowed dangerously. "Are you trying to set me up?"Augustus immediately shook his head. "I wouldn't dare."Yet the mischievous grin on his face completely betrayed him.Veyron almost rolled his eyes. Soon, the toast began and glasses collided.Laughter echoed throughout the villa. The atmosphere became increasingly lively.---An hour later, after rejecting countless attempts to drag him into drinking contests and
C87: A Death Row Inmate
Gregory completely ignored the danger signals screaming in his mind. Instead, the smug smile on his face only widened."Even if Jasmine regrets her decision now, she has nobody to blame except herself."He pointed directly at Veyron. "You were the one who stood in my way back then. You were the one constantly speaking against me."His tone dripped with mockery. "If you hadn't interfered, she would've married me years ago."Gregory shook his head and sighed dramatically."What a pity." A look of fake sympathy appeared on his face. "Her greatest misfortune was having a useless nephew like you."The more he spoke, the more pleased he became. Back then, Jasmine Blackthorne had rejected him without hesitation.Not only did she reject him, she humiliated him publicly. For years, he had carried that resentment in his heart.Now that he heard she was living a difficult life, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Serves her right."Gregory." Veyron slowly crushed the cigarette in his