Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1747 Different Level

At this moment, the fierce battle on the monitor captured the attention of Blake and Yasmine.

Agargar clapped his hands together, creating a fusion of black and white, embodying boundless force within.

Blake took a deep breath in secret. He realized that if he had encountered Agargar instead of Alfwhit in Anchortown, he would have been utterly defeated.

Emmanuel’s eyes trembled violently.

His thoughts mirrored Blake’s. How could there be such a vast disparity between the two brothers? They were not on the same level.

Emmanuel dared not face Agargar’s technique directly and could only retreat.

With a single stride, Agargar’s encompassing move again loomed before him.

Emmanuel retreated once more. Soon, he found himself with no more room to retreat.

Fortunately, his Art of Adaptability revealed a flaw in Agargar’s technique–not in the techniques themselves, but in his movement.

Emmanuel sidestepped, attacking Agargar’s lower body, disrupting his assault.

Unexpectedly, Agargar bent over and performed a sweeping kick, stabilizing himself before resuming his offensive.

the opportunity to counterattack, striking with a horizontal elbow.

to Templar Valor, Agargar’s understanding of the Templar Techniques surpassed that of Alfwhit by a thousandfold. He deftly flipped, seamlessly transitioning from defense to offense.

blows, attacking and defending multiple times within

could gain any advantage against Agargar, the heir of Templar Valor, in close

battle with great

Boom!

hitting the wall,

now, Emmanuel had put enough distance between them and stood at the

die, get lost!” Agargar warned Emmanuel while striking a pose.

of Templar Valor,

pang of sorrow, with past memories

loneliness. Can you chat with

him in the

want to be alone. Thank you for

from the battlefield and hillside continually surfaced in Emmanuel’s

girl who fears loneliness. Yet now, she’s far from home, separated from family and

consciousness left, how helpless and tormented would she be?

wrenched by an invisible demon. He lowered his head, clenched

“Why?”

“What?”

at Emmanuel’s response.

heir of Templar Valor? Why are you serving Airspace Group”