Chapter 1747

At this moment, the fierce battle on the monitor captured the attention of Blake and

Yasmine.

Agargar clapped his hands together, creating a fusion of black and white, embodying

boundless force within.

Blake took a deep breath in secret. He realized that if he had encountered Agargar

instead of Alfwhit in Anchortown, he would have been utterly defeated.

Emmanuel’s eyes trembled violently.

His thoughts mirrored Blake’s. How could there be such a vast disparity between the

two brothers? They were not on the same level.

Emmanuel dared not face Agargar’s technique directly and could only retreat.

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With a single stride, Agargar’s encompassing move again loomed before him.

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Emmanuel retreated once more. Soon, he found himself with no more room to retreat.

Fortunately, his Art of Adaptability revealed a flaw in Agargar’s technique–not in the

techniques themselves, but in his movement.

Emmanuel sidestepped, attacking Agargar’s lower body, disrupting his assault.

Unexpectedly, Agargar bent over and performed a sweeping kick, stabilizing himself

before resuming his offensive.

Emmanuel took the opportunity to counterattack, striking with a horizontal elbow.

Agargar’s understanding

by a thousandfold. He

to offense.

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and defending multiple times within

surrounding fighters in astonishment.

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them could gain any advantage against

combat, including

battle with great interest.

Boom!

hitting the wall, causing a violent

distance between them and stood at the

the staircase.

die, get lost!” Agargar warned Emmanuel while

an invasion of Templar Valor, Emmanuel might have

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he glanced at Claudette, he felt a pang of sorrow, with past memories echoing in

mind.

you chat with me

to him in the hospital

don’t want to be alone.

battlefield

Emmanuel’s mind.

girl who fears loneliness. Yet now, she’s far from home,

brought to this place alone.

consciousness left, how helpless and tormented would

filled with sorrow, his

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He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and fought back tears.

“Why?”

“What?”

at Emmanuel’s response.

of Templar Valor?

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