His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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!”

with his full might, his fist cloaked in a sheen of red, turbulent energy. It was as if he had tapped into a hidden well of

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

chest at an incredible

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

shook his head, casually lifting his cup to tap

fist.

punch halted in its tracks.

Grand Hotel’s lobby, would normally shatter at

Blaine’s full–powered

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was immediate and decisive.

Alexander, Blaine could not even crack

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

watched her father’s arm shake uncontrollably. Then, seeing Alexander’s amused smile, her face turned a shade

strong, unbelievably so!

the brainpower behind the Saunders family, she knew her father’s capabilities inside out. Forget about Zabaleta, even the elite families from the north rarely gained

Yet

had effortlessly brought her father to his knees.

beyond her

“What are you?”

filled with anger and disbelief. “There’s no way Ol‘ Mare has a master like you. You’re not just some regular ex–soldier, and

“Who…exactly are you?!”

you don’t want to mess

of amusement as he ignored the

not even merit a glance

he poured steaming coffee into cups for George and

he said, settling

Blaine and the rest, an open display of

them.

“You…”

about cutting Alexander down,

gut screamed a warning: if he tried anything against Alexander, he would be signing his own