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.

so

thought, ‘Would Gavin 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

stout man in Gavin’s grasp desperately tried to turn his head, making eye contact with his nearby. companions, signaling

Gavin’s secrets, Gavin might spare him, or so he thought.

silent, Gavin

silent for what seemed like an eternity, he spoke softly, “Aren’t you going

muffled sound, the stout man suddenly rolled his eyes, collapsing

after that, Gavin turned his gaze again toward the remaining six

next one?”

six didn’t boast or dare to hurl insults at Gavin as they

at Gavin’s hands in

they

first encounter might have been dismissed as an accident or overconfidence, but the second was a complete and overwhelming display of the opponent’s

the men, dressed in black with a wristwatch, exchanged glances with his bespectacled companion. Their eyes communicated

this won’t cut it. We might all

a

a confrontation with Gavin, there might still

thought for a while, then nodded at the man with the wristwatch.

men, furrowed his brow, and subtly

from here when the moment comes,

the

make it out alive, we can figure things

exchanged glances with the one wearing the wristwatch and the bespectacled

of them had a common objective:

fought, they’d meet the same grisly

was not what they desired, not at

them turned on their heels and

help but shake his head in resignation. Why were they putting

they genuinely believe they

naive. He couldn’t help but think they were wasting their time fleeing instead of facing the inevitable and allowing a chance for redemption and a fresh start.

so needlessly complicated, it was downright