Life After Prison

“Now that I can perform three Sun–grade combat techniques, I’m confident to go against any supreme

saint level three and below.”

Perhaps Sun–grade combat technique was not a precious technique to the level nine royal saints in

Nontwo City, but it was rare for a person to know numerous combat techniques and also be proficient in

performing them.

As he stood up, he smiled and said, “Combat technique is just a plus point. On the safer side, it’s better to

become a supreme saint as soon as possible.”

Since the day Severin killed Rvein and the others, his wives realized the gap between them was getting

larger. They made the decision and were determined to chase after him.

The date of the tournament was getting closer. Severin, Felipe, and the others were already level nine

royal saints, and it would not be a problem for them to get through the tournament to reach the sacred

lake.

and even she was just a level eight royal saint. It would

the others to reach the sacred

train in seclusion.

given by Severin and the training resources from

bottleneck

Severin knew it was just a matter of time before his wives became level nine

he left his room and went to the yard, he saw Wuhlrict and Felipe playing chess. A bunch of

spectating. There were Samuel, Rourie, and the other elders from the Chorteaus.

was refilling the tea

saw Severin walking out, they immediately greeted him.

to a seat and gave him a cup of

the one who sent this over. It’s a premium–grade spiritual tea from Lake City. Even a

Rveln, he was known all over

a dream for the past few days. The Chorteaus were once a second–tier family. Because

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people bringing gifts to visit them so they could try

of the families that looked down on the Charteaus in the past

even asked to cooperate with the Chorteaus

became the talk of the city again when the Mayor also sent gifts to