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, it had to be remembered that he was quite aimless for much of the time. His

he had done so with a better understanding of

two things

be said that

again, and then

backward, trying to rush away, but every time another hole would

walked down, and every step Leonel took forward was another

advantage of humans shone

their high talent, not a single one of the Barbarian Race members Leonel

And it showed.

without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a few blows

there's nothing else, just

great

was the drawback of his

into Respecting the Barbarian Race that it seemed he

he couldn't deny that

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

right through

Fury coughed up a mouthful

spear and chopped his head

had offended and what the consequences would be. He

aware of who he was

He just didn't care.

at the waters. With a stomp of his foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art was shattered and the currents of the

up the Cloud Race

shook his head and

checked what the Life Tablet wanted him to do

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

didn't expect that

to evolve. In fact, the two could be spoken

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