Chapter 0351

#15 BONDS

“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.

the blink of an eye, a shockwave like

at an

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

head, casually lifting his cup

fist.

halted in its

standard glassware from the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand

the slightest drop.

Blaine’s full–powered

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was immediate

Alexander, Blaine could not even crack a

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

watched her father’s

her face turned

was incredibly strong, unbelievably

the Saunders family, she knew her father’s capabilities

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

Yet

Alexander, who had effortlessly brought her father to his knees. What kind of power did he

was beyond her wildest

“What are you?”

his fist, fighting through the sharp

Ol‘ Mare has a master like you. You’re not just some

not

“Who…exactly are you?!”

don’t want to mess with!‘ Alexander mused

mere flicker of amusement as he ignored the Saunders father

The family’s bodyguards did not even merit

a relaxed air, he poured steaming coffee into cups

coffee,” he said, settling back

and the rest,

them.

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