Chapter 1048 Who Sent You Here

"Hm?"

When Nathan saw Trey's move, he hummed in surprise.

A skilled observer would know whether their opponent was a good fighter in their first move.

Trey, who seemed like an ordinary ruffian, was a good fighter.

Nathan took a step back and easily dodged a deadly swing from Trey.

Trey's real name was Cohen Lester. He had been practicing with swords since young, and he was highly skilled in scimitars. To him, the scimitar was an extension of his arm.

He was titled the Western King of Swords. In his dozens of years in the West, he rarely encountered anyone who was capable of being his rival.

Nathan was surprised that Cohen was a powerful fighter.

However, he did not know that Cohen was even more surprised than he was.

Cohen had used more than half his strength in the swing earlier, as he planned to get rid of Nathan swiftly.

his confident swing was easily dodged

up against someone

expected, the ten million from Cross Clan isn't fast cash. Nathan is not

his shock, Cohen quickened his footsteps and began bombarding

taking a stroll in the garden in spring, Nathan calmly avoided

all of Cohen's attacks,

of lightning, Nathan tapped

Clang!

loud

glass, Cohen's eyes widened in horror as the scimitar shattered into

then raised his leg to kick right

Thud!

if Cohen was a rag doll, he flew back and crashed onto the ground. With a wail, he spat out

looked down at him. He muttered indifferently, "It seems like you're not the regular ruffian.

colors as he mumbled, "I don't know what you're

you refuse to tell me, I can only break all of your limbs. Even if you

to swing a sword, not to mention returning to your

Cohen's face paled further.

afraid of being disfigured, and

of Swords, he loved training with his swords. To him, being crippled and unable to train would be a fate worse than

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