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.

much of the time. His father hadn't

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

these two things

could only be said that he had truly become a

flickered again, and

backward, trying to rush away, but

step Leonel took forward was another

Zone, the advantage of humans

one of the Barbarian Race members Leonel had come across had

And it showed.

without

nothing else,

a great battle, only

drawback of his new

the Barbarian Race that it seemed he

deny that he

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

pause, piercing right

mouthful of

spear and chopped his

about who he had offended and what the consequences

well aware of who

He just didn't care.

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

the Cloud Race

his head

Life Tablet wanted him to do to solve the latter, he almost couldn't believe

Race were far too similar. 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

he didn't expect that he was

required helping the humans to evolve. In fact, the

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