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?!”

insult is unacceptable!

was known as one of the eight major sects in Chanaea, the men were furious to hear

came here hoping to pay you to do something for me, but now I realize you’re not worth it. So, I think it’s better for me to save my money.” Magnus spoke his mind frankly.

As the head of Templar Valor, Alfwhit couldn’t allow someone to play with his ego, which later became a strong motivator for

“Go to h*ll!”

red, and his movements were filled with a desire to kill. Ironically, the techniques of Templar Palms were best utilized when one had a balanced inner energy, achieved through

Magnus, feeling obligated to honor the payment for his services. He extended his arms and met Alfwhit’s strike with his own palms.

air, the force was so great that it produced a loud thud. Blake was then sent flying, seemingly

“Well done, Master!”

Blake and avenge the humiliation she had suffered earlier. At the same time, all the other disciples raised

remained unfazed. He grinned, revealing his yellowish teeth. “You must be Alfwhit Zamora, right? Is this the best you can do? Come on, I thought you would be better. No wonder Magnus couldn’t resist humiliating you. Templar Valor deserves no respect with a leader like you!”

eight consecutive palm strikes. Although his power was on par with experts capable of delivering deadly blows with a single

as he believed he had successfully hurt Blake. At the same time, Alfwhit’s disciples clenched their fists in excitement, thinking that Blake’s fate was sealed, as they knew a strike from Alfwhit was strong enough to

his head and said, “You’re too weak. You’re even worse

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