Chapter 0351

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“This can’t be happening…”

In the grand lobby of the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel, Blaine’s hands shook uncontrollably as he gazed at the iron saber, stuck in the wall, his eyes glazed over in shock.

Was Alexander that powerful?

The rough–hewn iron saber, a Saunders family relic, was known to be sharper than any modem

alloy, a companion of his for over thirty years, nearly an extension of his own arm.

Armed with that blade, he had been unbeatable across Zabaleta, feared by martial arts masters

far and wide. Even the most notorious fighters in the underground rarely stood a chance against

him.

Yet, his formidable strike had been effortlessly deflected by Alexander with a mere flick of the

finger?

What level of power was that?

ease, one

To crush a martial arts heavyweight with such had to be at the ‘Martial Power level a

rank that in the Regulus Windsur military would place him among the elite, a Duke of War!

“No, it can’t be, it just can’t. Dukes of War are rare, and you can’t be one of them!”

Blaine ground his teeth in a frenzy, “Alexander, I held back before, you’re not my equal. Years of

grueling training won’t be bested by you… Eat my fist!”

of red, turbulent energy. It was

a shockwave like a mini explosion tore through the air, hurtling

at an incredible

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

casually lifting

fist.

in

cup, nothing more than a piece of standard glassware from the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel’s lobby, would normally shatter at the slightest drop. However,

as a mountain, absorbing Blaine’s full–powered blow

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was immediate

Before Alexander, Blaine could not even

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

uncontrollably. Then, seeing Alexander’s amused smile, her

incredibly strong, unbelievably so!

her father’s capabilities inside out. Forget about Zabaleta, even the elite families from the north rarely gained an edge over him..

Yet

his knees. What kind of power

her

“What are you?”

“There’s no way Ol‘ Mare has a master like you. You’re not just some

“Who…exactly are you?!”

want to mess with!‘

mere flicker of amusement as he

bodyguards did not

relaxed air, he poured steaming coffee into cups for George and Ray. “Come

he said,

his back to Blaine and the

them.

“You…”

cutting Alexander down, but the thought was fleeting–he

a martial arts heavyweight, his instincts for danger razor–sharp. His gut screamed a warning: if he tried anything against Alexander, he would be signing his own

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