Chapter 964

“How audacious! Who has the guts to mess with Templar Valor?!” The commotion at the door reverberated through the air and drifted into the building.

As Magnus and Blake entered the front yard, a middle-aged man in a black combat suit led his group of disciples out of the place with an angry expression. It seemed like he already knew what had happened.

Upon seeing Magnus and Blake, the man squinted in anger. “Who are you? What is your problem with Templar Valor? How dare you come here looking for trouble?!”

Meanwhile, the man’s disciples couldn’t wait for Magnus to explain, as they were just as angry as their master.

However, Magnus responded with a calm smile and said, “There’s nothing personal here. I’m just trying to have some fun by bullying you guys because, let’s face it, you’re all too weak.”

“What?!”

rude! This insult

major sects in Chanaea, the men were

hoping to pay you to do something for me, but now I realize you’re not worth it. So, I think it’s better

Alfwhit couldn’t allow someone to play with his ego, which later became a strong motivator

“Go to h*ll!”

grace and magnanimity that a charismatic leader should possess. After being humiliated by Magnus, he succumbed to his emotions and let his violence take over his mind. His eyes turned red, and his movements were filled with a desire to kill. Ironically, the techniques of Templar Palms

front of Magnus, feeling obligated to honor

Alfwhit proved to be stronger than they had anticipated. When their strikes collided in the air, the force was so great that it produced a loud thud. Blake was then

“Well done, Master!”

purple, couldn’t wait to witness her master defeat Blake and avenge the humiliation she had suffered earlier. At the same time, all the other disciples raised their arms and cheered for their master. However, their expressions

on, I thought you would be better. No wonder Magnus couldn’t resist humiliating you. Templar Valor deserves no respect with a

with experts capable of delivering

endured all eight of Alfwhit’s consecutive palm strikes, unknowingly bringing a smile to the latter’s face as he believed he had successfully hurt Blake. At the same time, Alfwhit’s disciples clenched their fists in excitement,

Blake simply shook his head and said, “You’re too weak. You’re even worse than Sinclair and

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