His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0446

That guy… He was no ordinary fighter!

A muscle in Damian’s eye twitched as he locked eyes with Alexander, sizing him up in a heartbeat.

Alexander had burst onto the scene with a downright chilling speed, on par with the legends of the

fighter community’s Grandmasters. Could Regulus Windsur really boast such a young prodigy

among their ranks? Damian knew he could not afford to underestimate him.

“Did you come for the alliance ruler’s token, too?”

His hands balled into fists, his left foot stepping forward, right leg bending into a ready stance. A surge

of internal energy flowed from his core, racing through his veins and invigorating every muscle. His

arms tensed, a soft golden glow emanating from them, a testament to his near- legendary prowess.

The pinnacle of the Grandmaster’s ultimate level.

To have reached such heights at barely 30, he stood out as a titan among his peers in the martial

world.

“You think you can spar with me? You’ve got the chops!”

Damian squared off, his presence radiating a lethal intent that felt almost tangible. “Just so you know,

the combat techniques I’ve mastered are all about the kill shot, never missing their target.

Anyone who falls to me faces only death!”

Chilling words, indeed.

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Alexander’s grin never faltered. His left hand

bothering to get ready, he simply extended his right index

taunting flick. “Come at me. And make it quick,

The audacity!

eyes blazed with fury as he let out a thunderous roar. His right foot slammed into

techniques he had honed at Alstonberg propelling him

like a

in a blur, his

blink, he closed the gap between him and Alexander, his body a

His right fist, trailing flames and light, seemed to burn with the

speed.

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unleashed his ultimate move, the Earth–Shatter

with raw power, that even half a meter

crushing force of the wind, like a bomb had detonated in the space

him with unstoppable might.

is getting interesting.” Alexander murmured

the ranks of Wyverna’s youth, you might

against me? You don’t stand a

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Thud!

sound was dull,

seemed like it could break through anything,

mountain. His fist

inches from

clear–there was