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.

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

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

things

said that he had truly become

flickered again, and then

to rush away, but every

every step Leonel took

the advantage of humans shone so

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

And it showed.

Leonel didn't believe that anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more than a few blows

nothing else, just

come here for a great battle, only to be disappointed

of his new

much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race that

he couldn't deny

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

spear didn't pause, piercing right through

you..." Fury coughed up a mouthful of blood.

spear and

had offended and what the consequences would be. He

well aware of who

He just didn't care.

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

Race is finished... Revive

his head and

the Life Tablet wanted him to do to solve the latter, he almost

Spirituals and Human Race were far too similar. The difference only seemed to be a matter of soul, and it was

expect that he was actually

required helping the humans to evolve. In fact,

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