BANG!

Fury burst through the surface of the water, looking toward Leonel seriously.

"Who are you?"

Leonel's response was a spear strike.

Fury's pupils constricted into pinholes, his body seizing. It felt like he was facing the simplest spear he had in his entire life, and yet it had blocked off all his paths of retreat.

He couldn't fathom how anyone could have such skill in the spear.

The Barbarian Race wasn't known for their skill to begin with. They focused on overwhelming power and used their omniscience to make up the gap.

However, that didn't mean they couldn't understand skill when they saw it..

And it also didn't mean that barbarianism wasn't its own type of skill... just in a different form.

Fury knew that he couldn't meet this strike. He immediately accelerated into a retreat.

Leonel's spear came to a stop just a meter from him, but blood still split his forehead in two, a shallow wound cracking open.

Leonel shook his head.

In truth, Leonel knew that his largest disadvantage in this world was the short time he had spent practicing.

Even back in the Dimensional Verse, he was always playing catch-up. Again and again, he came across people who had far more experience than himself.

He had only entered this world when he was 18 years old and it had been less than 10 years since then... at least in real time spent outside of Zones.

However, now he had suddenly clawed back 10 years and had spent much of the time diligently polishing his fundamentals.

His

so with a better understanding of how to progress and what this world expected

things came to a

that he had

wrist flickered again, and then

to accelerate backward, trying to rush away, but every time another

down, and every step Leonel

the advantage of humans shone so brightly it

the Barbarian

And it showed.

God Realm, Leonel didn't believe that anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a few blows from

there's nothing else,

here for a great battle, only

was the drawback of his new Dream Force path, it

put so much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race that it seemed

he couldn't deny that

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

right through his chest and

a mouthful of

pulled out his spear

feel like listening about who he had offended and what the

well aware of who

He just didn't care.

the Natural Force Art was shattered and the currents

Race is finished... Revive the

shook his

wanted him to do to solve the latter, he

similar. The difference only seemed to be a matter of soul, and it was also in large part because of this

he didn't expect that he was

the Spirituals only required helping the humans to evolve. In fact, the two could be spoken of

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