Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman

“I’ll have to admit that you’ve got the skills,” Reagan remarked, wielding his spear with an imposing presence.

He continued, “Not many can block my ‘Desert Mirage,’ and it seems you’re one of the few. With time, you might even surpass me.”

In the previous strike, Reagan put in at least 50% of his strength. He sensed that Dustin had only slightly lagged after displaying his power in the direct confrontation earlier.

However, Reagan felt that Dustin still had a long way to go to catch up.

“I expected someone holding the fifth rank on the Astonishing World List to be more impressive. Guess I overestimated you,” Dustin commented, a tinge of disappointment evident in his expression.

“What did you just say?” Reagan shot him a cold glare. He couldn’t fathom how Dustin would dare to underestimate him.

“What? Did you not catch that? Allow me to repeat.” Dustin raised his voice. ” Your strength is pathetic, way weaker than I anticipated!”

Upon hearing this, Reagan instantly boiled with anger. “Kid! Do you have a death wish or something?”

His spear quivered, and his body’s internal energy surged. With a tap of his feet, he transformed into a red streak, charging directly at Dustin.

He pondered, “Who does this guy think he is? How dare he disrespect me? He’s going to pay the price with his life!”

“Sunset Flow!”

his spear, unleashing

coalesced into a colossal, intense radiance, hurtling toward Dustin. In the wake of the fierce radiance, the air distorted, and

dismissive tone, he avoided overconfidence. When confronted with this formidable attack, he promptly mobilized his true energy. He

sword, transforming into a black

grandiosity but possessed one crucial attribute-speed. And

lights echoed with a thunderous boom, shaking the very

in its path, forcing

Upon landing, he struggled to regain stability, retreating continuously for more than

hand that held the sword trembled uncontrollably. It was

you can block?” Reagan remained spirited, speaking

all out!”

swiftly pulled out a silver needle and stabbed it into the back of his head. As the silver needle vibrated, it stimulated

veins bulging across his body, and his muscles swelled with newfound

capable of temporarily unlocking one’s potential and significantly boosting

sustained for a maximum of 15 minutes. If he couldn’t conclude

crimson, and he roared, raising his

battle. With Dustin’s strength doubled, he was no longer inferior

clash and strike sent forth powerful

swung the Celestial Blade with heightened speed and fierceness, pushing

relentless attacks, Reagan stood firm like a rock, neither

that defeating or even

Achieving this level of strength is truly

keep it up? Five minutes? Ten minutes? Maybe 20?