Chapter 100 My rule is the rule

All the flashy moves were meaningless in front of absolute strength!

Fujino’s body movement can be described as cunning and brilliant.

Facing him, an ordinary expert would probably find it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and be unable to defend against him.

Unfortunately, he met Lachlan!

His wrist bone was pinched into pieces. Fujino felt a piercing pain, and the triangular thorn fell out of his hand in an instant.

In the next moment, before he could scream or fight back, he felt a bone-chilling chill in his throat! Pfft!

The three-edged thorn fell into Lachlan’s hands, and had already mercilessly stabbed into Fujino’s throat.

The action was so fast that Fujino didn't even react.

Immediately afterwards, Lachlan kicked Fujino in the chest, and the opponent's body flew out like a broken sack.

After landing, he struggled for a while and then became motionless.

In addition to the fatal penetrating injury to his throat, his chest, which was kicked by Lachlan, also collapsed shockingly.

His heart and lung burst, with no chance of survival!

A peerless strongman of his generation, an existence at the half-step level of a grandmaster, actually fell here like this!

Gurgling! Gurgling...

people could hear a pin drop, and all they could

sitting back down. He reached for his

grabbed an unused cup from his table and placed

from his own teapot into Lachlan’'s new

picked up some tea leaves again and slowly brewed himself another cup of water to drink. The herbalist's face turned red with embarrassment before he suddenly shivered. He also dumped out the oolong tea that he had already brewed using hot water after boiling the pot and placing in the leaves according

of tea leaves, brewed them

every sip with enjoyment on his face while others except

they all followed

their tea and started drinking

thigh, exaggerating both his

We used to waste such a treasure!"

"It's delicious, it's tasty!"

"So fragrant..."

they were savoring something delicious. The "country bumpkin” way of drinking that they had previously despised had now become a

a hint of sarcasm

What rules? What etiquette?

enough strength, his rules were the

Plop!

his composure, came over and knelt directly in front of

I ask to become your disciple?" This so-called strongest warrior in Kreanford looked at Lachlan with a mix of shock, awe and fanaticism in his

master was actually killed

master-level warriors had

he had just boasted about teaching Lachlan a thing or two earlier on made Jay wish he could find a hole to crawl into now that he realized how insignificant he really was compared to a

before Lachlan caused everyone present to be

guess from Jay's reaction that it must be

I take disciples!" Lachlan waved his

that he himself had only reached the lowest level "Energy Refining Period"

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