Salute To The General

During the summit, Lucas fought with more than twenty experts from the nine nations. Although there were more injuries on his body, all still dripping fresh with blood, he still remained standing with a spear in his hand.

Panting, he gazed at the corpses strewn across the floor and roared at Max and the rest, "Come on!"

Max frowned.

Unable to endure it anymore, Isaiah gripped his sword and strode out. He said coldly, "Lucas, I didn't intend to defeat you. But since you keep acting high and mighty in front of me, I'll fulfill your death wish."

Although Lucas was panting, his motivation increased. "Even when I was fighting against two opponents single-handedly, I didn't lose to you and Max. Who are you to say that you'll defeat me? Come one! Let's have a match and see who'll emerge victorious."

Isaiah snorted coldly. "When you fought two opponents singlehandedly a few days back, you could've lost any moment.

Furthermore, when you fought me at the start, you didn't gain the upper hand at all. Now that you're determined to fight to the death, you've become bold enough to brag in front of me. Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish."

With that, Isaiah unsheathed his sword. Like a ferocious wolf, he charged toward Lucas at lightning speed.

Lucas braced himself for the fight.

As both of them had a military background, their combat styles were similar-clean, simple, and fatal.

of aggressive attacks right from the start. The sounds of

would definitely be on

he had been journeying for a long time and kept

battled the

longer at his peak.

evenly matched with Isaiah,

was starting to show some signs of

focus shifted to defending himself and

This time, I'm going to kill Lucas in front of the

as he broke through Lucas' defenses. Lucas' chest was now wide

slip through his fingers. He raised his sword, planning to kill Lucas once and for all. However,

was distracted by the reporters' sudden commotion, his attack

escaped that fatal

Isaiah's sword still scraped across Lucas' chest. The blade cut through Lucas' clothes,

just escaped the clutches of death, Lucas panted

also stopped attacking and looked at the reporters

and informed anxiously, "General Swift, something bad happened! Our satellite has been attacked. Eurasia's cyber warfare troops have launched attacks on

What?