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.

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

been undone with a mere flick of

and the vital

“No way!”

went wide in shock, especially Harry. He

he almost stood up.

was renowned as a prodigy among fighters, yet

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grandmaster with a single

laughable,” Alexander sald, his voice stolc as he pulled back

the others. “Let me

spare you not because you deserve life, but because you’re not even worth the

to meet your end, I

Province Town. Cross me, and you make an enemy of me. And

those final words, Alexander turned on his heel and

“Alexander…”

vanished from sight that Harry and his companions looked

where he was, his complexion cycling through shades of pale and

a stone bench, one resolute

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