After Dustin’s taunts, the ponytailed girl grew even more infuriated.

“This is ridiculous!” she exclaimed. Despite the obvious difference in their physical abilities, she tapped into her internal energy and advanced with renewed determination.

However, her efforts proved futile as her sword became entangled in his grip as if he had a vice-like hold on the blade.

“You’re really overestimating yourself. “Dustin chuckled, tightening his fingers around the sword.

With a distinct snap, her sword broke, sending her stumbling back a few feet. Upon hitting the ground, she winced in pain, her face contorting with discomfort as a wave of dizziness swept over her.

“Bran! He bullied me!” Feeling helpless, the ponytailed girl turned swiftly to those nearby for assistance.

“How dare you lay your hands on my junior? Are you asking for trouble?” Bran snapped. He unsheathed his sword, intending to teach Dustin a lesson.

“Stop!”

A commanding voice echoed at the entrance. The man in red strolled in, his sword strapped to his back, leading a group of people. His bold eyebrows, solid physique, and undeniable charisma seized everyone’s attention.

Bran furrowed his brow at the sight of him.

“Bran Kingsley, your sect knows how to leave a mark. Bullying in broad daylight -do you really believe you can escape consequences?” the man in red commented sharply.

strongly advise you to stay out of

clearly bullying him. I can’t stand people like you-so arrogant

concern, and the Embersteel Order

to get

if I don’t hold back,” Bran

the tension rose, the disciples of the Frostwing Sect instinctively unsheathed

confrontation this

the Embersteel Order mirrored his action, drawing their blades and setting the stage for a battle. Tension thickened as both factions poised for

my meal in peace? If you want a brawl, do it elsewhere. Make a fuss here, and I’ll

sudden cold voice filled the

shifted to the corner, where a man

the hell are you? What gives you the

aware of the Embersteel Order’s significant standing, similar to their sect’s

strengths, the man with the straw hat scolding him seemed like

man in the straw hat slammed the table, making a fork soar into

happened so quickly that ordinary

his sword in defense. The fork struck forcefully against

retreat over ten steps and nearly lose his balance. His hand gripping

“Bran!”

their astonishment was clear. A mere fork had compelled Bran to retreat, prompting them to doubt the full

to the Frostwing Sect alone. Even the members of the Embersteel Order were caught

strength rivaled Jackson’s. The idea of overcoming such a skilled martial artist with a single strike left everyone in

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