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

these two things

could only be said that he had

wrist flickered again, and then

backward, trying to rush away, but every time another

every step Leonel took

this Zone, the advantage of humans

not a single one of the Barbarian Race members Leonel

And it showed.

anyone without a Creation State Force could withstand more

there's nothing

for a great

drawback of his

much effort into Respecting the Barbarian Race

deny that he

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

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

coughed up a mouthful of blood. "...

his spear and chopped his

and what the consequences would be. He had

was well aware of who he

He just didn't care.

foot, the rest of the Natural Force Art was

Cloud Race

shook his

what the Life Tablet wanted him to do to

be a matter of soul, and it was also in large part because of

expect that he was actually

required helping the humans to evolve.

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