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.

quite aimless for much of the time. His father hadn't given him [Final Destruction] until after his death,

he had done so with a better understanding of how to progress

these two things came to a

only be said that he had truly become

flickered again, and then

away, but every time another hole would appear in

was walked down, and every step Leonel took forward was another on his

Zone, the advantage of humans shone so brightly

exchange for their high talent, not a single one of the Barbarian

And it showed.

didn't believe that anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand

nothing else,

here for a great battle,

of his new Dream Force path, it

the Barbarian Race that

deny that he had

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

pause, piercing right through

coughed up a mouthful of blood. "... have

out his spear

and what the consequences would be. He had had heard

well aware of who

He just didn't care.

stomp of his foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art was shattered and the

Cloud Race is

shook his head

him to do

The difference only seemed to be a matter of soul, and it was also in large part because of this that he didn't dare to confirm what race Fox's fourth hand

that he

to evolve. In fact, the two

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