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.

that he was quite aimless for much of the time. His father hadn't given him [Final Destruction] until after his death, so he had been flying blind on

time, but he had done so with a better understanding of how to progress and what this world expected of

things came to

only be said that he

wrist flickered again, and then

but

down, and every step Leonel took forward was another on his

this Zone, the advantage of humans shone so

not a single one of the Barbarian Race members Leonel

And it showed.

without a Creation

nothing

had come here for a great

his new

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

deny

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

spear didn't pause, piercing right through his chest and

Fury coughed up a mouthful of

pulled out his spear

he had offended and what the consequences would be. He

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

up the Cloud Race is finished... Revive

his head

Tablet wanted him to do to solve the latter, he

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

expect that he was actually

evolve. In fact, the two could be spoken

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