“Uncle Julius, my patience has its limits. Will you accept my conditions or not?” Dustin’s expression turned icy.

“You want me to agree to your conditions? Fine, but you must defeat me in a fair fight, or there’s no deal!” Julius shouted.

West Lucozia valued martial prowess. As a grand general who had fought his way through countless bloody battlefields, he understood the importance of strength.

It was a world where respect and reason were reserved for the strong, while the weak had no right to argue.

“Alright, since you insist on a showdown, I’ll fulfill your wish!”

“I’m going to strike three times. If you can defend against all three

to teach you a lesson!” Julius, incensed by the apparent disrespect, intensified

off the ground, soaring more than a hundred

“First strike, Sevenbane!”

a single hand, he dove

sword stretching ten feet. It gave off an

Julius’ expression hardened as he sensed the terrifying

think, he held his sword firmly with both hands. Channeling all his internal energy, he struck fiercely at the

shot out with lightning speed, colliding forcefully with

A resounding explosion echoed.

the colossal sword, it

colossal black sword remained undeterred, steadfastly advancing

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