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.

the opportunity to counterattack, striking with a horizontal

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

two exchanged blows, attacking and defending multiple times within just three seconds, leaving the surrounding fighters

advantage against Agargar, the heir of Templar Valor, in close

battle with great interest.

Boom!

ended with Agargar hitting the wall, causing a

enough distance between them and stood at the

don’t want to die, get lost!” Agargar warned Emmanuel while

Templar Valor, Emmanuel might have conceded.

a pang of

hate loneliness. Can you chat with me when you’re free?”

in

don’t want to be alone. Thank you for

and

Yet now, she’s far from

any consciousness left, how helpless and tormented

an invisible demon. He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and fought back tears.

“Why?”

“What?”

at Emmanuel’s

you an heir of Templar Valor?