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

but he had done so with

these two things

could only be said that he had truly become

flickered again, and then

backward, trying to rush away, but every

step Leonel took forward

of humans shone so brightly it was

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

And it showed.

anyone without a Creation State Force could

nothing else,

for a great battle, only to be

was the drawback of his

so much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race that it seemed he had

couldn't deny that he

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

right through

up a mouthful of blood. "... have

spear and chopped his head

feel like listening about who he had offended and

aware of

He just didn't care.

the rest of the Natural Force Art was shattered

Race

his head

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

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

he didn't expect that

the humans to evolve. In fact, the two could

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