His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0256

‘As good as dead’?

The moment Alexander’s challenge hit the air, Leandro laughed maniacally, wild and unrestrained.

There he stood, the proud second son of the Jackman dynasty, not even thirty and already ranked eighty-third among the Chart of Fighters.

Even the seasoned fighters of the northern realms felt small in his shadow. Since his youth, he had been the

golden boy, one of the mightiest in his powerful clan.

The Jackman family was a northern powerhouse thanks to bruisers like him and, of course, his own iron-fisted

ways.

“It’s been ages since anyone’s had the guts to talk big in front of me!”

Leandro’s laughter faded, and he eyed Alexander with a sneer. “So, I hear you’re the one who took down the Ellis family and brought the Hart dynasty to its knees?

“Let me clue you in: Next to my Jackman family, those families are small fry, not even worth mentioning!

“Think you can mess with the Ellis and Harts and then step to the Jackman family? You’re dreaming! And it’s

not just you-even the mighty New Chesire Group is just a bug waiting to be squashed under the Jackman

boot!”

Alexander just shook his head, slow and deliberate.

was no point in wasting more words

and blew

picture, Ol’ Mare, Woolpackton, Tormora-all those underground

the taking!”

Leandro’s smirk grew wider, his hands a blur as he prepared to strike. “You first. Then tomorrow, Amber… But before she dies, I’ll have

to savor that,” he cackled with

lunged forward, ready

Grandmaster. In the blink of an eye, as he launched his attack, his figure turned hazy, his right hand seeming to grip an invisible force,

Quicker than a flash.

with a brilliant, metallic shine.

of Fighters eighty-third? Nothing but an empty

leisurely rising, lightly pressing against

1/3

who knew nothing of fighters, could see the move clearly but could not

that preempted the initial strike, a single point

trap. Leandro’s palm, with deadly precision, smashed right into it. The clash was like metal on metal, a

a sharp hiss, and blood

palm, tougher than any ordinary metal, was impaled by Alexander’s

gruesome spectacle that covered

“Bro. Brother!”

then stared with eyes wide, his face

family’s three bodyguards, and even Asher behind Alexander, were all struck dumb, shivering uncontrollably. Their hearts pounded as

Had Alex actually won?

Lackman family’s second

Impossible!