Chapter 0351

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“This can’t be happening…”

In the grand lobby of the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel, Blaine’s hands shook uncontrollably as he

gazed at the iron saber, stuck in the wall, his eyes glazed over in shock.

Was Alexander that powerful?

The rough–hewn iron saber, a Saunders family relic, was known to be sharper than any modem

alloy, a companion of his for over thirty years, nearly an extension of his own arm.

Armed with that blade, he had been unbeatable across Zabaleta, feared by martial arts masters

far and wide. Even the most notorious fighters in the underground rarely stood a chance against

him.

Yet, his formidable strike had been effortlessly deflected by Alexander with a mere flick of the

finger?

What level of power was that?

ease, one

To crush a martial arts heavyweight with such had to be at the ‘Martial Power level a

rank that in the Regulus Windsur military would place him among the elite, a Duke of War!

“No, it can’t be, it just can’t. Dukes of War are rare, and you can’t be one of them!”

Blaine ground his teeth in a frenzy, “Alexander, I held back before, you’re not my equal. Years of

grueling training won’t be bested by you… Eat my fist!”

His punch exploded with his full might, his fist cloaked in a sheen of red, turbulent energy. It was as if

he had tapped into a hidden well of strength.

like a mini explosion tore through the

chest at an

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

head, casually lifting his cup to tap against

fist.

halted

of standard glassware from the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand

the slightest drop. However, in Alexander’s grip, it

a mountain, absorbing Blaine’s

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verdict was immediate

total rout. Before Alexander, Blaine could not even crack a

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

watched her father’s arm shake uncontrollably. Then,

smile, her face turned a shade

was incredibly strong,

the brainpower behind the Saunders family, she

Zabaleta, even the elite families from the north rarely gained an edge

Yet

father to his knees.

was beyond her

“What are you?”

Blaine pulled back his fist, fighting through the sharp pain in his bones, his voice filled

disbelief. “There’s no way Ol‘ Mare has a master like you. You’re not

not some deadbeat

“Who…exactly are you?!”

I? I’m the guy you don’t want to mess with!‘

slight, a mere flicker of amusement as he ignored the Saunders father

not even

into cups for George and Ray. “Come on, let’s

said,

with his back to Blaine and the rest, an open display

them.

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