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!”

a sheen of red, turbulent energy. It was as if he had tapped into a hidden well

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

an incredible speed.

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

casually lifting his cup

fist.

in its tracks.

Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel’s lobby, would normally shatter at the slightest drop. However, in Alexander’s grip, it was

as a mountain, absorbing Blaine’s full–powered blow without a scratch.

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was immediate

could not even crack

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

father’s arm shake uncontrollably. Then, seeing Alexander’s amused smile,

was incredibly strong, unbelievably

the Saunders family, she knew her father’s capabilities inside out. Forget about

Yet

effortlessly brought her father to his knees. What kind of power

her

“What are you?”

“There’s no way Ol‘ Mare has a

“Who…exactly are you?!”

am I? I’m the guy you don’t want to mess with!‘ Alexander mused to

slight, a mere flicker of amusement

did not

steaming coffee into cups for George

he said, settling back

and the rest, an open display of how little he feared

them.

“You…”

boring into Alexander’s back. He fantasized about cutting Alexander down,

instincts for danger razor–sharp. His gut screamed a warning: if he tried

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