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.

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

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

these two things came

be said that he had

wrist flickered again,

to rush away, but every time another hole would appear

every step Leonel took forward was

the advantage of humans shone

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

And it showed.

beneath the God Realm, Leonel didn't believe that anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a few blows from

nothing

great battle, only to

of his new Dream Force path, it

Respecting the

he couldn't deny

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

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

coughed up a mouthful of blood.

his spear and chopped his

feel like listening about who he had offended and

of who he was

He just didn't care.

of his foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art was shattered and the

up the Cloud Race is finished...

his head and

to do to solve the

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

that he

the Spirituals only required helping the humans to evolve. In fact,

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