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.

the blink of an eye, a shockwave like a mini explosion tore through the air,

chest at an

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

his head, casually lifting his cup to

fist.

punch halted in

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

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

a mountain, absorbing Blaine’s full–powered blow without

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was immediate

could not even crack

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

Saunders watched her father’s arm shake

face turned a shade

was incredibly strong,

the Saunders family, she knew her father’s capabilities inside out.

from the north rarely gained an edge

Yet

who had effortlessly brought her father to his knees. What

was beyond her

“What are you?”

fighting through the sharp pain in his bones, his voice

has a master like

definitely not some deadbeat

“Who…exactly are you?!”

don’t want to mess with!‘ Alexander

mere flicker of

bodyguards did not

relaxed air, he poured steaming coffee into cups for George and Ray. “Come on, let’s

he said,

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

them.

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