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

so with a better

things came

could only be said that he had truly

flickered again, and

rush away, but every time another hole would appear in his

and every step Leonel took forward

advantage of humans shone so brightly it

their high talent, not a single one of the Barbarian Race members Leonel had come across had a Creation

And it showed.

beneath the God Realm, Leonel didn't believe that anyone without a Creation State Force could

nothing else, just

for a great battle,

of his new Dream Force path,

much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race

deny that

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

didn't pause, piercing right through his chest and

coughed up a mouthful of blood. "...

spear and chopped

didn't feel like listening about who he had offended and what the consequences would be. He had had heard

was well aware of who he was

He just didn't care.

rest of the Natural Force Art

the Cloud Race is

his

to do

thought once before that the Spirituals and Human 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

expect that he was

to evolve. In fact,

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