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!”

sheen of red, turbulent energy. It was

an eye, a shockwave like a mini

at an

“You’re hopelessly stubborn.”

his head, casually lifting

fist.

halted in its tracks.

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

Blaine’s full–powered blow without

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was immediate

Before Alexander, Blaine could not even crack a cup, much less

Alexander flinch.

“Alexander…”

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

incredibly strong, unbelievably

inside out. Forget about Zabaleta,

Yet

to his knees. What

was beyond her

“What are you?”

fighting through the sharp pain in his bones, his voice 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?!”

don’t want

slight, a mere flicker of amusement

did not even merit a glance from

cups for George and

said, settling back comfortably.

with his back to Blaine and the rest, an open display of how little

them.

“You…”

simmered, his eyes boring into Alexander’s back. He fantasized about cutting Alexander down, but the thought was fleeting–he lacked the guts for even

screamed a warning:

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