“So what if I am? And what if I push even further?” Dustin’s smile slowly faded. “If you don’t like it, do something about it.”

There was no reasoning with tyrants like Warrick.

“Punk, are you really willing to risk your life against me? Have you ever considered what happens if you lose?” Warrick’s face turned grim as a wave of killing intent spread from him.

He had already taken a step back to avoid unnecessary trouble. If Dustin refused to back down, there was no choice but to fight.

“Cut the crap. You wanna fight, fight.”

Dustin didn’t bother with more words.

With a flick of his wrist, a silver needle shot out and aimed toward Warrick’s forehead-silent, unassuming, but deadly.

“Hmm?”

Warrick’s brow furrowed as he instinctively raised his arm. Sparks flew as the needle deflected off his arm and buried into the ground.

“Oh? You’ve mastered the Adamantine Body Technique?” Dustin narrowed his eyes.

At that instant, he saw through Warrick’s technique. Not only was he halfway to becoming an ultimate grandmaster, but his physical strength was on another level.

Dustin’s probing attack earlier hadn’t even scratched Warrick.

Then again, it made sense that a man who had survived countless battles and climbed to such a high rank wouldn’t be weak.

escaped from the castle a few days ago, even after

don’t know what’s good for you, go

push of his foot, he launched forward like a cannonball

Mulder, who was slumped on the ground

eyes couldn’t keep up. All he could see was a

general of Warrick’s caliber wasn’t just some ordinary

Warrick roared and lunged

simple, but the force behind it was deadly. The sheer force warped the air as if even

land, Dustin didn’t meet it head-on. Instead, he slightly turned his body to the side and nimbly dodged

pause. In one fluid motion, he followed up with a swift horizontal slash aimed at Dustin’s waist. This time, the attack

ground and swiftly

you can

eyes gleaming with

Every strike carried crushing power, and his speed and precision made it nearly impossible

weaving and

Sir Prescott’s strength.

eyes, he couldn’t track their movements. He could only see the

true expert needed only one move to

no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t gain the upper hand.

overwhelming strength and years on the battlefield, he dominated the fight the moment

had been in Dustin’s place, he

he wasn’t mistaken, Warrick had already stepped into the

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