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.

counterattack, striking with a horizontal

Templar Valor, Agargar’s understanding of the Templar Techniques surpassed that of Alfwhit by a thousandfold. He deftly flipped,

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

could gain any advantage against Agargar, the heir of Templar Valor, in close combat, including Scarlet.

watched the battle with great interest.

Boom!

Agargar hitting the wall, causing a

them and

lost!” Agargar warned Emmanuel

an invasion of Templar Valor, Emmanuel might have conceded.

felt a pang of sorrow, with past memories echoing

Lowe, I hate loneliness. Can you chat

to him in the hospital before their marriage.

want to be alone. Thank

and hillside continually surfaced in

now, she’s far from home, separated from family and

left, how helpless

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

“Why?”

“What?”

at Emmanuel’s response.

Templar Valor? Why are you serving Airspace