Caleb held up two fingers and said casually, "I'll give you two options. Either you leave on your own, or I'll kick you out!"

"Hmph! Who do you think you are to order me around? Do you have a death wish?" Luke's eyes narrowed with disdain.

"If you don't leave, I'll have to take action. You might end up with broken bones and bedridden for a while," Caleb said as he continued to pick his nose.

"Are you threatening me? Do you think I'm scared? If you're brave, go ahead and try it! I'd like to see what you can do!" Luke said arrogantly and waved his sword.

Caleb continued, "The old man used to say, 'Be polite before using force.' Well, I've tried being nice, but if you keep being like this. So, don't blame me for getting rough."

He raised his hand and pointed at Luke from a distance. "Stormcraft."

Then, a bolt of blue lightning shot forth from his fingertips and hit the furious Luke.

The lightning bolt was incredibly fast, striking Luke in the chest before he could react.

There was a loud explosion, and Luke's shirt ripped apart. The force sent him flying and crashing heavily to the ground 30 feet away.

"Mr. Harding!"

The disciples of Frostzard Manor gasped and paled as they ran toward him.

The other martial artists exchanged uneasy looks but were amazed by what had just happened.

Nobody expected the monk from Sacred Wrym Summit to be so skilled. With just one use of Stormcraft, they witnessed Caleb easily defeat Luke.

Even though Luke was arrogant and halfway to becoming a grandmaster elite, it was surprising to see him defeated so effortlessly.

Electric sparks crackled in the air as Luke lay unconscious on the ground. His clothes were ripped, his chest burnt, and his limbs frozen, leaving him unable to move.

over his body, causing several Frostzard

"Mr. Harding? Mr. Harding?"

and shouted continuously but

the shock wore off, Luke started to stir

He shook his

react before Caleb's Stormcraft hit him. Then, he blacked out and couldn't remember

pointed at Luke's chest and said, "You got hit by

covered in blood and

slammed the ground hard and pushed himself up. As he stood, he pointed his sword

you to stoop so low and do a sneak attack! Is this the style

Caleb smirked. "I'm attacking you directly, so where's the sneakiness? But you're tough, so I'll give you

Stormcraft? It couldn't even hurt me! Your

"Not impressive?"

booger he had picked onto the ground, immediately creating a

"I only used ten percent of my strength to teach you a lesson. Keep up this act and don't be surprised if I get

I'm going to take you on!" Luke replied boldly. He brandished his sword and rushed toward

"Mr. Harding! No!"

Frostzard Manor was terrified. Their faces turned pale as they shouted to stop Luke,

already blinded by anger

he roared. He gripped the sword hilt tightly and

Caleb shook his head

lightning

a loud crack, Luke's sword snapped in half. The force caused him to tremble and freeze in

he could do anything, Caleb's finger emitted another

grew to the size of a basketball. It crackled

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