His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0447

Still thought he could lay a claim to the token?

Not anymore.

In Regulus Windsur, the ranks of fighters were tightly guarded fortresses. From energy transformation

Grandmasters to supreme grand martials, from Martial Overlords to Unity Lords of

War, each new level was a leap across a vast gulf of power.

In the ranks of Wyverna’s armed forces, a master of energy transformation could rise to war

general, but it took a supreme grand martial to earn the title of Baron of War.

Zane, an old–school bruiser with the Divine Ape Backbreaking Fist in his arsenal, could be an example.

Even though he was in the dominator league, he had a shot at being dubbed a Duke of

War.

However, to be a bona fide Duke of War, they had to be in the Martial Power league.

The four big shots, the Lords of War of Regulus Windsur, were on a whole other level–the ‘unity‘

level. They had their own turf. In it, they were unbeatable.

If there was anyone above the Lords of War in Regulus Windsur, well, that was still a mystery.

However, for then, in the world of martial arts, the Lords of War were the top dogs. Martial Power

took the crown when the Lords of War were off the scene.

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Damian would have never guessed, not in a million years, that that kid, barely into his twenties,

had made it to the

A thought

and a shake of his head, Alexander gave Damian a calm stare. “If you play your

dominator level by forty. Stick

out of the

martial arts alliance token is

the elder Zane hang

of his wrist, the token soared through

token flew from his grasp, landing

shame upon

mulled over Alexander’s recent words, his face

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with unmistakable shame. “I am grateful for the lesson. You’ve

me over, completely.”

the ten Yanker family

heel and left with long strides without a backward

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True to his word.

add to his humiliation. That young man had shattered

a stumbling infant, light–years from the zenith

“Alexander…”

shrine, Zane clutched the

feelings a tangled web.

for immense

at the pinnacle of dominance, but even that had been

actual might was that of a

of martial

Yanker family Grandmasters shared his astonishment, struggling to

reality of the moment.

whole lives, they had dreamed of one thing: to shatter

Yet there stood Alexander, a young man of merely 25

made leaps and bounds down the fighter’s

a feat they

let alone overcome the ‘King of