Chapter 0197

Grandmasters-a nation’s pride and joy.

The Regulus Windsur boasted five mighty armies, including the Northern Wyverna Army with its

legendary One Hundred and Eight War Generals”, each being a grandmaster in their own right. They

were a force to be

reckoned with.

In all of Regulus Windsur, there were no more than a thousand grandmasters. It took millions,

sometimes tens of millions of ordinary people, to produce just one of those rare grandmasters.

“You’re quite full of yourself.”

Wilhelm’s grip tightened on his sword, his eyes locked on Alexander with a chill of indifference. “You’re

like a young bull, unafraid of tigers, not knowing the danger. I’ve ended many brash youths like you.”

He glanced over at Harry and the others dismissively. “You all wanted Alexander dead, didn’t you?

However, he just saved Miss Acela and is in Mister Hardy’s good graces. I won’t bite the hand that

feeds.”

With that, he turned back to Alexander, his voice as austere as steel. “Your recent stunts in Province

Town

crossed the line with Mister Hardy. You’ve challenged me, and while I might spare your life, you won’t

escape punishment.”

As his words hung in the air, the Ghost Sword’s eyes flashed with deadly intent. His sword quivered

and

lashed out, unleashing four swift strikes aimed at crippling Alexander’s limbs.

“Think grandmasters are unbeatable?”

calm, his voice steady as

Finger Shadows Slash.

of lightning, surpassing

struck first, his finger grazing the man’s chest with

swiftness before

snapping back.

A dull thud echoed.

as if a balloon had burst

uncontrollably as a gush of

undone with a mere flick

blend of

he had honed over fifty grueling years, was effortlessly undone by Alexander’s casual

“No way!”

wide in shock, especially

tightly, and

he almost stood up.

among fighters, yet he was barely

who

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defeat a grandmaster with

sald, his voice

gaze

over the stunned faces of Drake and the others. “Let me make one

of you.

life, but because you’re not even worth the effort of

you’re so

your end, I won’t

into Province Town. Cross

I won’t be nearly as polite as I was today in dealing with

on his heel and walked away with

“Alexander…”

Alexander vanished from sight that

bodies shaking with barely contained

complexion cycling

He

a stone bench, one resolute thought

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