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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Bastien from the Bullocks of

already at the peak of the Profound Reality Realm. He’s only

This kid really has a death wish.

Freemans?”

he’s got

think he just wants 15 minutes

artists from all sides ridiculed him. They seemed to have

had forced the entire audience

momentum earlier.

kill this

hit

Nash. He was pelted with ridicule, disdain,

by the crowd putting him on

snorted. “Die, useless punk!”.

and rushed

meters was

of a peak Profound Reality Realm made Natalia and Floret

turn pale.

mountain-like man next to Nash suddenly stood up.

the size of a cauldron hit Bastien’s

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backward more than ten meters

smashed onto a table. The table was destroyed. The food

scattered all over the

held his chest and spat out a large

was full of horror. He never expected

would counter-attack.

by this person was

why was his strength several

I was

wanted to save face, so he thought of a suitable explanation.

“From your outfit, you must be from Motadine. The Bullocks have no intention of being your enemy. I just

person