The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 366

“Who’s up next?”

Upon hearing Gavin’s voice, the remaining seven individuals snapped out of their shock. The seven of them exchanged glances, and then one of them erupted in a fit of rage.

A stout figure stepped forward at that moment, barely taller than the care he might lean on. His eyes blazed with fury as he glared at Gavin.

You’re begging for death!

“Guy, you’re way too damn arrogant!”

Gavin regarded the short man before him with a quizzical expression.

How the heck dal someone like this become a warrior? Had the early stages of warrior training become this lax? How could someone like him even attempt to make a move? It seemed like he wouldn’t even reach Gavin’s armpit if he jumped up.

The short man thundered at that moment, “Time to meet your maker!”

Then, this group of people charged at Gavin with clenched fists. But in the blink of an eye, Gavin’s figure flickered.

Not only did those seven individuals miss their target entirely, but they also ended up crashing into each other in a chaotic heap.

As they scrambled to their feet, trying to locate Gavin in the chaos, they realized that only six remained. out of the seven who had initially confronted him.

As they anxiously scanned their surroundings, Gavin’s deep voice suddenly emanated from behind them. “So, are you ready to talk now?”

Instantly, all six of them turned around, and to their astonishment, one of their comrades-the short and stout man who had confronted Gavin earlier was suspended in mid-air, held by Gavin’s grip around his throat.

Their shock deepened because they knew their strengths well. Each was a peak celestial warrior, just a step away from becoming a divine warriors.

But when they first laid eyes on Gavin, even though he was in his early twenties, they couldn’t fathom what made him so formidable. Despite any exceptional talent, could he indeed be that powerful? However, the short and stout man could never have imagined that not only did he fail to lay a finger on Gavin during his attack, but also, Gavin had effortlessly lifted one of them by the throat.

Had Gavin indeed reached such incredible levels of strength?

The stout man being held by Gavin was struggling to breathe, his face turning beet red and his entire body trembling.

Gavin so unbelievably

go as far as to strangle myself to death? I couldn’t possibly meet my end here today. At least I had comrades with me. However, I felt utterly helpless, as if an acupressure point had paralyzed me. Before long, I’d likely suffocate, and I wondered what I could do

eye contact with his nearby. companions, signaling them urgently to come to his aid.

that if he spilled Gavin’s secrets, Gavin might

he made a critical error in judgment – even if he chose to remain silent, Gavin wouldn’t

stared at the stout man in his grip, who remained silent for what seemed like an eternity, he spoke softly, “Aren’t you going to

stout man suddenly rolled his eyes,

toward the remaining six individuals and asked, “Who’s the

next one?”

dare to hurl insults at Gavin as they did before.

Gavin’s hands in such a short

them individually as they gazed at Gavin standing before

first encounter might have been dismissed as an accident or overconfidence, but the second was a

and one of the men, dressed in black with a wristwatch, exchanged glances with his bespectacled

might all meet

we make a run for it?

there

man lowered his head, lost in thought for a while, then nodded at the

four men, furrowed his brow, and subtly

for it from here when the moment

not the

we can figure things out when we meet

the four men exchanged glances with the one wearing the wristwatch and the

six of them had a common objective: escape.

realization- Gavin hopelessly outmatched them. If they stayed and fought, they’d meet the same grisly end as their unfortunate comrades

they desired, not at all.

of them turned on

attempt, Gavin couldn’t help but shake his head in resignation. Why were they putting themselves through

they genuinely believe they could outrun him?

naive. He couldn’t help but think they were wasting their time fleeing instead

made this so needlessly complicated, it was downright