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.

to be remembered that he was quite aimless for much of the time. His father hadn't given him [Final Destruction] until after his death, so

done so with a better understanding of how

two things came to

be said that he had truly become a

wrist flickered again, and then

away, but every time another hole

Leonel took forward

advantage of humans shone so

of the Barbarian Race members

And it showed.

that anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a

nothing else, just

here for a great battle, only to be disappointed

his new Dream Force path, it

put so much effort into Respecting the

he couldn't deny that

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

pause, piercing right

mouthful

his spear

about who he had offended and what the consequences would be.

was well aware of who he was

He just didn't care.

looked down at the waters. With a stomp of his foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art

the Cloud Race

shook his head

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

had randomly 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 race Fox's fourth hand

that he

required helping the humans to evolve. In fact, the two

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