Chapter 0256

‘As good as dead’?

The moment Alexander’s challenge hit the air, Leandro laughed maniacally, wild and unrestrained.

There he stood, the proud second son of the Jackman dynasty, not even thirty and already ranked

eighty-third among the Chart of Fighters.

Even the seasoned fighters of the northern realms felt small in his shadow. Since his youth, he had

been the

golden boy, one of the mightiest in his powerful clan.

The Jackman family was a northern powerhouse thanks to bruisers like him and, of course, his own

iron-fisted

ways.

“It’s been ages since anyone’s had the guts to talk big in front of me!”

Leandro’s laughter faded, and he eyed Alexander with a sneer. “So, I hear you’re the one who took

down the Ellis family and brought the Hart dynasty to its knees?

“Let me clue you in: Next to my Jackman family, those families are small fry, not even worth

mentioning!

“Think you can mess with the Ellis and Harts and then step to the Jackman family? You’re dreaming!

And it’s

not just you-even the mighty New Chesire Group is just a bug waiting to be squashed under the

Jackman

boot!”

Alexander just shook his head, slow and deliberate.

no point in

had

and

picture, Ol’ Mare, Woolpackton, Tormora-all those

mine for

the taking!”

shake, Leandro’s smirk grew wider, his

“You first. Then tomorrow, Amber… But before she dies,

beauty.

that,” he

lunged

the Chart of Fighters, a force more daunting than their

an eye, as he launched his attack, his figure turned hazy, his

force, creating a sharp, metallic screech as

Quicker than a flash.

Leandro’s right hand might as well have been forged of steel,

metallic shine. With a speed that defied sight, he struck at

with a claw-like blow.

Fighters eighty-third? Nothing but

thumb leisurely

Leandro’s

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the eye, yet swift beyond measure. Even Asher,

see the move clearly but could not grasp its

counterattack was a masterstroke, a delayed action that

shattering the whole.

the onlookers, Alexander’s finger was like a pre-set trap. Leandro’s palm,

metal on metal, a chilling sound that echoed

sharp hiss, and blood flew in all

palm, tougher than any ordinary metal, was impaled by

blood

spectacle that covered

“Bro. Brother!”

menacing, then stared with eyes

just Matthew. The Jackman family’s three bodyguards,

struck dumb, shivering uncontrollably. Their hearts pounded as if

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