Salute To The General

Chapter 1604

Quirrell didn't stop there. Instead, he swooped over to Nathan again with a murderous look in his eyes.

The cars and concrete slabs around them had all been reduced to dust by Quirrell's fearsome power.

In fact, Quirrell had a lesser-known nickname —'the King of Destruction'. Wherever he went, he brought destruction.

The people around him gazed at him in shock. Even Colin and Kylie, who were rarely panicked, gazed anxiously at Nathan and were worried for his safety.

However, while Quirrell was forceful and violent, Nathan had the steadiness of a mountain to counter him.

Quirrell had thrown out ten blows in a row. However, not only had he been unable to bring Nathan down, but he had barely been able to touch Nathan at all.

This made Quirrell a little stunned. Evidently, Nathan's appointment as the God of War had not been an accident.

Just as he had finished landing those blows on Nathan, Nathan spoke up.

“Well, you've had your chance. It's my turn now.”

“I'll take you down in one strike!”

Nathan's time of avoidance was over—it was time for him to attack. As he crouched in an aggressive stance, he started to look more fearsome than he did before.

his hand

fist.

learned in military combat class—the

the fighting skills taught in the army, as well as the Assassin Boxing Method, which he had come up with

thrust his fist towards Quirrell, a horribly

surrounding air seemed to part. There was even a distinct crackling sound not unlike the noise produced by a clap of

Meanwhile, Quirrell's expression changed.

a thousand bolts of lightning. For some reason, Quirrell had

Nathan got closer to him, Quirrell felt all the heat drain out of him, as though he had suddenly been

couldn't help but marvel at Nathan's fighting skills.

reason, Quirrell felt like turning around and

already too close to him. There was no way he was

do was to stand his ground. Summoning up all the energy in his body, he growled deeply and thrust

Bang!

against each other with a loud bang that sounded like a

remained perfectly rooted to his

though he had been struck by

Nathan's fist was so strong that it had

that power had radiated through Quirrell's body so his insides felt as though they had been turned inside

managing to steady himself only after seven or eight steps.

was pale as a sheet as he looked