Chapter 0655 { Was Alexander truly a legendary supreme grand martial? The answer was a resounding no.

He was not just any supreme grand martial. He was the undefeated Lord of War, the mightiest warrior revered worldwide, standing four whole levels above any Grandmaster.

"He's done for. He's a dead man!" Five meters away, the Gray Wolf's blade I arced through the air, his eyes locked onto Alexander's, alight with a fierce excitement.

He had landed the perfect ambush.

Alexander, coffee in his right hand, casually tapped the hotel's service counter with his left, seemingly oblivious to the attack.

~ No reaction? That spelled doom.

y Faced with such a surprise attack, even a deadly strike from an Apex of —= Grandmaster would mean certain death for someone, even a Peak Supreme Grand Martial, caught off guard without any defenses! However, then...

"A sneak attack? Bold move, but sadly, it's too feeble." Alexander's left index finger curled slightly. Without sparing a glance at the descending blade, he tapped the counter and said, "You're looking for a swift end? I'll oblige.

"You'll die fast, and painlessly." As his voice faded, his fingertip lightly struck the counter, emitting a crisp 'snap'.

the air in the hallway seemed to

before it could

However, there

could not even

two remaining Grandmasters and a crowd of over a hundred muscular men were frozen in shock, their eyes wide as they gazed upon Gray Wolf's lifeless body. It was as if they had seen a

dead? I The

\ unchallenged right-hand man of their entire operation, had perished without a

privilege," Alexander declared. He had just stepped out from behind the service counter, casually holding a cup of coffee in his j right hand. After taking a small sip, he gazed calmly at the horde before him and said disinterestedly, "If you're eager for the same privilege, I won't hesitate to oblige." Privilege? The word sent

grand martial, how many can he take down? Whoever's left standing must avenge our brothers. No retreat, we'll bury him under

enough for two people to walk side by side, was jam-packed. The crowd surged forward, each person driven by a feverish determination, launching a frenzied

casual flick, he sent a spray of coffee droplets flying, his voice devoid of feeling. "Dying

force, struck the two Grandmasters leading the charge, effortlessly piercing their guts, and

a single one

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cores were shattered, their inner channels and organs

fate worse than

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