My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1292

Nash’s voice was filled with true energy. As he spoke, his vocal cords

vibrated, sending out sound waves that spread in all directions.

It was like muffled thunder buzzing in everyone’s ears. It was not like

a Lion’s Roar but similar.

The room was deathly silent. Everyone stared at the slim man in

disbelief, completely shocked.

“The audacity…”

A peak Profound Reality Realm expert from the Bullocks of Brightonia

spoke.

“The Southern Martial Alliance was formed by destiny. Who do you

think you are, ignorant little fool? How dare you bark so shamelessly?

I’ll take your life as a sacrifice to the Martial Alliance’s banner!”

Bastien Bullock, a majestic-looking man, was furious. He was the strongest person in the Bullocks.

The Bullocks had not achieved the Mystique Loyalty Realm, so it was difficult for them to gain a foothold in the Southern Martial Alliance.

Performing a grand gesture now would definitely impress the

Southern Martial Alliance.

He was good at the Art of Skeletal Identification, so he could tell at a

glance that Nash was only 24 years old. There was no way that a

martial artist of this age was in the Mystique Loyalty Realm. The

aura just now could just be some

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Senior Bastien from the Bullocks of Brightonia is only

cultivation is already at the peak of the Profound Reality Realm. He’s only one step away from the

has a death wish. How

Freemans?”

but he’s got

just wants 15 minutes

sides ridiculed him. They seemed to have

Nash had forced the entire audience

momentum earlier.

Bastien, please kill this

Bastien, hit

Nash. He was pelted with ridicule,

the crowd putting him on a pedestal. H

“Die,

turned into an afterimage and rushed toward Nash. The

hundred meters was shortened

of a peak Profound Reality Realm made

turn pale.

next to

of a cauldron

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than ten meters away.

The table

scattered all

out a

was full of horror. He never expected that the person

man would counter-attack.

this person was

why was his strength several times stronger than

I was careless…”

to save face, so he thought of a

and said, “From your outfit, you must be from Motadine.

person next to