Dimensional Descent

BANG!

Leonel landed on the ground with a heavy thud, only to be surrounded by a wall of silence.

Honestly, even he, himself, was somewhat surprised by the conclusion. The slight change in his mentality, courtesy of his lovely girlfriend, had actually caused such a great change to his combat prowess even without any fundamental upgrade to his strength.

It had to be remembered that just a month ago, Leonel had to put in quite some effort to defeat Nigmir. Of course, his life was never in danger, nor did it seem difficult, but the reality was that if he didn't have a perfect counter thank to his Wind Domain spear, that battle wouldn't have ended so quickly.

Yet, Nigmir was just a white belt. Of course, he was a white belt on the edge of becoming a blue belt and could be considered to be an absolute elite amongst them, but he was a white belt nonetheless.

Despite this, Leonel was just able to defeat a blue belt in just a few exchanges and he almost made it look easy. The moment he stabbed his spears into the ground, Leonel felt that the battle was over, and that was the hard truth.

His counter to Arte's chains made the latter believe that the best option was to use the spears as anchor points to directly attack Leonel. As a result of this, Leonel was able to make use of Arte's own momentum and strength against him in his counter, thus ending the battle far quicker.

If not for this, it would have been impossible for Leonel to put enough strength into a throw to dislocate Arte's arm, and thus it would have been impossible for him to land such a clean hit on Arte's chest.

It was just a single, simple move… Yet it was like a master stroke that decided the battle almost immediately.

opponent's next movement if you can choose that

of the most important changes to his psychology, only second to what would occur just a few months from

causing the final spear to shoot out from the ground and into his hand. With slow movements, he put it away as

like causing a metal spear to fly toward him was as easy as breathing. He hardly needed

him, he found his path blocked by six shivering white belts. Though the fear was evident in their expressions, they seemed

6 existence. For a Leonel who had yet to refine his Metal Body past the Tier 1 stage, and whose Force was still in the Third Dimension, it was too large a gap. It was just that

were, all they saw was a young man who could easily

and shook his

caved in, if someone doesn't

of the

team like theirs to have at least one person with a

be on opposing sides this time. He didn't even know the

through the six and snapping into his palm. Even though Leonel had countless spears of this caliber, that didn't mean he would just leave them lying

too long, it would shatter into ash just like

can take him away. If you have any problems with my ownership of

walk toward the bar under

that if he wants

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