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.

aimless for much of the time. His father hadn't given him [Final Destruction] until after

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

these two things

be said that he had truly

wrist flickered again,

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

Leonel took

of humans shone so brightly

a single one of the Barbarian Race members Leonel had come

And it showed.

believe that anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a

nothing else, just

for a great battle, only to be

drawback of his

so much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race that it

deny

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

right through his

mouthful

his spear and

listening about who he had offended and what the consequences would

well aware of who

He just didn't care.

down at the waters. With a stomp of his foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art was shattered and the currents of the ocean went back to

up the Cloud Race

his head and

he checked what the Life Tablet wanted him to do to solve the

difference only seemed to be a matter of soul, and

he didn't expect that he was

to evolve. In fact, the

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