The Pinnacle Of Life

The coffin was the exact model that was sent to Alex’s villa. The Yowells were fuming,

yet they knew that there was nothing they could do-they were immobile.

“Hey, do you guys think that punk would come?”

“He won’t chicken out, right?”

“I heard that the bastard is around twenty. He’s just a loser, having to rely on women to

survive. How could such a wimp defeat an Intermediate-Mystic-ranked fighter like

Scott?

Can you guys believe that? Well I don’t!”

A bunch of young adults were gossiping with each other. One of them was a woman in

her twenties, just as beautiful as Michelle. Her expression was as cold as ice.

“I don’t care what tricks he pulled during their fight. But I’ll make sure he pays for what

he did to my brother! We Pattingsons will not go back to North Tokyo as long as he’s

alive.”

This woman was Scott’s cousin sister, Winnie Pattingson.

She was the one who carved the word ‘Sl*t’ on Michelle’s face.

worry, Ms. Pattingson. As long as he comes, I’ll save

his limbs and throw him

teenager with a military

Eugene Mulligan, one of the best

Mulligans.

the families in North Tokyo that

arts since ancient times as well. Some others started

cheering for

of them came from families of ancient martial arts

massive egos. In their eyes, California was

fighters. They refused to believe that Alex had the power

hadn’t witnessed it.

this person was an

from the Yowell

the training

grounds sat a middle-aged man

opened his eyes slightly. They

was Scott’s father,

“We’re here!”

turned towards

entered was Alex.

slowly and calmly to the plaza

hand with his

were fixated on Alex for a brief while, but

couldn’t even tell how well trained Alex was. He also noticed Michelle

Gerald furrowed his eyebrows

broke all of Michelle’s limbs without any mercy. Yet here