His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0197

Grandmasters-a nation’s pride and joy.

The Regulus Windsur boasted five mighty armies, including the Northern Wyverna Army with its legendary One Hundred and Eight War Generals”, each being a grandmaster in their own right. They were a force to be

reckoned with.

In all of Regulus Windsur, there were no more than a thousand grandmasters. It took millions, sometimes tens of millions of ordinary people, to produce just one of those rare grandmasters.

“You’re quite full of yourself.”

Wilhelm’s grip tightened on his sword, his eyes locked on Alexander with a chill of indifference. “You’re like a young bull, unafraid of tigers, not knowing the danger. I’ve ended many brash youths like you.”

He glanced over at Harry and the others dismissively. “You all wanted Alexander dead, didn’t you? However, he just saved Miss Acela and is in Mister Hardy’s good graces. I won’t bite the hand that feeds.”

With that, he turned back to Alexander, his voice as austere as steel. “Your recent stunts in Province Town

crossed the line with Mister Hardy. You’ve challenged me, and while I might spare your life, you won’t escape punishment.”

As his words hung in the air, the Ghost Sword’s eyes flashed with deadly intent. His sword quivered and

lashed out, unleashing four swift strikes aimed at crippling Alexander’s limbs.

“Think grandmasters are unbeatable?”

Alexander’s expression remained calm, his voice steady as he reached out with his right hand.

Finger Shadows Slash.

His index finger shot forward like a streak of lightning, surpassing any definition of speed. Though he moved after ‘Ghost Sword’ Wilhelm, he struck first, his finger grazing the man’s chest with incredible swiftness before

snapping back.

A dull thud echoed.

seemed to implode as if a balloon had burst within him, unleashing a fierce blast of energy. He staggered back uncontrollably as a gush

power had been undone with

life force and the vital energy he had honed over fifty grueling years, was effortlessly undone by

“No way!”

in shock,

he almost stood up.

renowned as a prodigy among fighters, yet he was barely in his

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others. “Let me make one thing clear to all

but because you’re not

meet your end, I won’t hesitate

Town. Cross me, and you make an enemy of me. And I won’t be nearly as polite as I was

turned on his heel and walked away

“Alexander…”

and his companions

remained standing where he was, his complexion cycling through shades of pale and flushed.

eased himself onto a stone bench, one resolute thought anchoring

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