Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

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.

took the opportunity to counterattack,

Techniques surpassed that of Alfwhit by a thousandfold. He deftly flipped, seamlessly transitioning from defense to

and defending multiple times within just three seconds, leaving the surrounding

the heir of Templar Valor, in close combat, including Scarlet.

the battle with great

Boom!

combat ended with Agargar hitting the

distance between them and stood at

to die, get lost!” Agargar warned Emmanuel

an invasion of Templar

he felt a pang of sorrow,

I hate loneliness. Can you chat with me when you’re

Claudette’s words to him in the hospital

to be alone. Thank you

from the battlefield and hillside continually surfaced

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

any consciousness left, how helpless and tormented would she be?

Emmanuel’s eyes filled with sorrow, his heart wrenched by an invisible demon. He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and fought back

“Why?”

“What?”

paused at

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