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 father hadn't given him [Final Destruction] until after his death, so

not only regained so much time, but he had done so with a better understanding of how

two things came to

be said that

flickered again,

rush away, but every time

Leonel took forward was

of humans shone so

a single one of the

And it showed.

that anyone without a Creation

there's nothing else, just

for a great battle, only to be disappointed

drawback of his new Dream

the Barbarian Race

he couldn't deny that he

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

pause, piercing right through

a mouthful

out his spear and chopped his

listening about who he had offended and

of who

He just didn't care.

the Natural Force Art was shattered and

the Cloud Race is finished... Revive the

shook his head

him to do to

a matter of soul, and it was also in large part because of this that he didn't

that

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

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