The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 190

This was Darius' first time actually harnessing this energy and trying to make it reach someone's exact location. Naturally, he failed, and the energy landed on the car next to the martial artist, making it explode. Once again, the tar was blown to smithereens.

There was a flash of panic in the martial artist’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared. His gaze turned disdainful as he looked at Darius.

‘Your energy's powerful, but the fact that you can't control it means it's basically useless to you." As he spoke, his body seemed to waver.

Darius sensed the martial artist appearing before him, but something weird happened in the process-he could clearly see every single action the martial artist made, including how he came over.

Another thing that surprised him was that everything around him seemed to happen in slow motion when the energy flowed through him. This accidental discovery was a good one, and it made him smile uncontrollably.

The martial artist thought he was mocking him and scowled. Soon, however, he pushed this thought out of his mind because he sensed Darius attacking him again. He'd thrown a huge portion of his power behind it this time. He believed this to be the remainder of his strength. If it wasn’t... that was a scary thought.

Then, he found that he didn't have the chance to verify this because there was no way he could stop Darius’ attack from causing him harm. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Darius put his hands behind his back after his attack, not expecting this to happen. He'd only used a small portion of his power, but it had already sent the martial artist flying. He shook his head and sighed.

"I thought you were powerful, but it seems that we were both mistaken about your true capabilities. You're nothing special, really.”

such feedback. However, he couldn’t deny it, and his face turned

word as he looked at Darius. Then, he turned and ran. He was already moving

he started to move, Darius had already caught him and knew what he was going to

moved just as the martial artist did. He ran to block the martial artist, stopping him from going elsewhere. The martial artist skidded to a

He squatted and pressed his

I want

you have a

unable to accept

can

his arms. The moment he moved, the martial artist felt uneasy. He knew that he was no match for Darius, and Darius’ actions signaled his

flee, but he wasn’t capable of that and could only watch as Darius' hands approached him. In a last-ditch effort, he reached

at Darius

you

martial artist felt like countless Dariuses had appeared before him, and his

many years now, and Darius was the fastest person he'd ever seen.

allow him to, of course. He wanted to use this battle to improve his skills. Halfway through the battle, he heard the martial artist's phone ring, as did the martial artist. Unfortunately for him, the call distracted

landed on the martial artist's chest. The blow wasn't one that an unprotected