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

done so with a better understanding of how

these two things came to

that he had truly

flickered again,

away, but every time

down, and every step Leonel took forward

the advantage of humans

a single one of the Barbarian Race

And it showed.

without a Creation State Force could withstand

nothing else, just

here for a great

drawback of his new

Respecting the Barbarian Race that it seemed he had over

deny that he

"WAIT!" Fury roared.

right through his chest and

a mouthful

his spear and chopped his head

listening about who he had offended and what the consequences would be. He had had

was well aware of who he

He just didn't care.

the rest of the Natural Force Art was

the Cloud Race is finished... Revive the

his head

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

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

he didn't expect that

humans to evolve. In fact, the

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