The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 515

Timothy stood frozen in shock. Felix had severed both of Dexter's legs with just a flick of his finger, leaving the notorious criminal barely clinging to life with just his upper body.

At that moment, Timothy understood something. Felix had to have achieved the Innate Realm. Nothing else explained such overwhelming power.

Good God, wasn't Felix just supposed to be a traditional medicine practitioner? Sure, the best practitioners train in both medicine and martial arts, but this is ridiculous!

"Perhaps this is your destiny." Felix gazed into Solomon's struggling eyes before striking with his palm. In that final moment, Solomon managed to smile. It was rigid and unnatural but filled with unmistakable relief.

"Mr. Hunter, would you call this self-defense?" Felix asked.

Timothy let out a bitter laugh, his demeanor now completely different from their first meeting. "Absolutely."

With one step, Felix sent Dexter's four zombie warriors flying, never to rise again. Timothy's men rushed to his side and whispered, "Mr. Hunter, who is he? He's so powerful at such a young age. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'd think I was dreaming." Timothy seemed helpless. "How would I know? The kid's a monster!"

if they knew his medical skills were just as insane. Felix

no blood flowed from Dexter's severed legs. Only occasional flickers of pain

the Elders' Council thought Solomon's

continued, "I might as well tell you everything since

attention means death, sooner or later. When Solomon first challenged you, they knew you wouldn't kill him. They wanted you to think he was just a martial arts fanatic who believed in fair fights. Then, when he challenged you again, you wouldn't suspect

to be a perfect trap. Too bad they underestimated your

been enough to kill anyone, even if they

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nearly impossible

young.

He had thought the Elders' Council had some honor, but they had proved to be utterly treacherous. Still, no matter how

Timothy called out