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.

a shockwave like a mini explosion tore through

at an

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

his head, casually lifting his cup to tap against

fist.

punch halted in its

more than a piece of standard glassware from the Ol‘ Mare

the slightest drop. However, in

Blaine’s

+15 BONOS

verdict was immediate and

Alexander, Blaine could not even crack a cup,

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

Miss Saunders watched her father’s arm shake uncontrollably. Then,

face turned

was incredibly strong, unbelievably

she

elite families from the north

Yet

who had effortlessly brought her father to his knees. What kind of power

beyond her

“What are you?”

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

Mare has a master

definitely not some deadbeat

“Who…exactly are you?!”

don’t

of

The family’s bodyguards did not even

steaming coffee into cups for George and Ray. “Come

said,

to Blaine and the rest, an open display of how little he

them.

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