Chapter 1309: Chapter 402: You Really Are a Qualified Leader Chapter 1309: Chapter 402: You Really Are a Qualified Leader “`
“Boom!”
Leonard Churchill’s fist roared toward Young Master Mick’s face.
Enveloped by the destructive force of Earth Roar, ripples that twisted the very air swirled around his fist.
Young Master Mick had been so petrified by this sudden murderous intent that he couldn’t move; if this punch were to land, even if it didn’t kill him, he’d lose half his life.
However, at this critical mont of extre danger, a cold snort “How dare you!” suddenly rang out, followed by a fierce Sword Air slashing straight towards them.
Leonard sensed the Sword Air at his waist that seed to cleave him in two, and a mocking smile that held no surprise edged the corners of his lips.
General Logan truly lived up to his reputation as a seasoned powerhouse; seeing that it was too late to save his own nephew, he cleverly released that strike, diffusing the dangerous situation.
If Leonard didn’t dodge, he’d certainly be struck.
Even if he killed the man, he wouldn’t get away unscathed.
In just an instant, Leonard decisively retracted his fist, stepped back into the air, and his figure shot back dozens of ters, landing next to a large tree not far away.
Looking again, the sword air, broad as the moon, moved a hundred ters in an instant, smoothly slicing through the trees it passed, which then slid apart slowly.
After a second or two, they finally collapsed with a crash, scattering broken branches everywhere.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Leonard watched General Logan holding a Double-Handed Sword, the corners of his mouth curling into a wicked smile: “Heh… that’s indeed impressive.”
Black Spade 8.Magic Warrior of the Seventh Rank Professional Sequence, the Wind Demon Swordsman, truly strong in both magic and combat.
The tingling of his scalp from just a mont ago was bringing back that exhilarating feeling to his body.
This old man definitely didn’t disappoint.
With that single strike, it was basically clear that he was a cut above the Seventh Rank Thunder Dragonkin Card Master he had faced before in the City of Thieves.
To Leonard, that was just perfect!
…
In that instant, both sides had completed an exchange.
Apart from Leonard and Logan, the other four froze for a mont before realizing what had happened.
Even the other two Sixth Tier warriors were taken aback by Leonard’s absurd speed, a touch of shock on their faces, hearts pounding with fright.
With such strength, they couldn’t even think of protecting anyone; if he’d been coming for them, they would have had a hard ti stopping him!
And as for the main party, Young Master Mick, having just had a brush with death, ca back to his senses only to find his back drenched with cold sweat.
He had intended to resolve his hatred by personally killing the man who took his fiancée.
But now, he realized just how naïve his thoughts had been.
Mick, who had grown up endowed with the title of “genius,” had his pride shattered in that mont.
Looking again at the distance at the mischievous youth who hadn’t given him a second glance from the start, he couldn’t help feeling a sense of defeat, as if he were chasing sothing hopelessly out of reach.
The difference in strength from that single punch was so vast that Mick didn’t even harbor the slightest inclination to resist.
It wasn’t just his pride that was crushed; his martial heart was pulverized as well.
Watching this, General Logan’s eyes also reflected a hint of coldness.
If his most promising family successor couldn’t get past this obstacle, with his “Fighting Intent” damaged, his future would be stunted!
He certainly didn’t wish to witness such a scenario, snorting coldly, “So, a Sixth Tier… Is this the basis for your arrogance? Trying to kill in front of , did you ask my sword’s permission!”
At this, Mick’s eyes finally glead with so light: right, I still have my uncle! As long as we kill this guy, everything can start over!
Seeing this, the other two Sixth Tiers didn’t dare form any sort of encircling formation again, quickly moving forward to protect Mick.
They were well aware that if they split up, none of them could stop the enemy in front of them.
It seed like Leonard was trying to make a killing to assert his dominance and was intercepted, yet with five against one, General Logan’s group still held an overwhelming advantage.
But, to their disappointnt,
“The sword is a fine sword. A level-three Relic, the Storm Greatsword…”
Listening to General Logan, Leonard’s face showed no fear, instead filled with playfulness, “However… the person I want to kill, you won’t be able to protect.”
This playful expression made the opposing group feel increasingly uneasy.
It was supposed to be five of them coming to kill the target, yet it felt as if they were the ones being encircled.
Hearing this, General Logan’s killing intent was unconcealed as he sneered, “Heh, is that so?”
While saying this, the cautious glint in his slightly narrowed eyes forced him to admit to himself that “I misjudged.”
Only then did they realize, Catherine Carter didn’t just bring this man into the Allies’ high command gathering to avoid sharing the commander-in-chief’s authority or perfunctorily having a scapegoat.
It was because this guy was absurdly strong.
With such power at a young age, unmatched in both mind and thod throughout the East Wilderness.
Had it been anyone else, Logan would have recognized the promise of a bright future.
Unfortunately, he was an enemy.
From the mont they chose to ambush him, so paths were beyond turning back from.
And from the opponent’s reaction, it seed the young Lionheart might well have anticipated their move, or perhaps had other arrangents in place.
With that thought, all kinds of dire possibilities erged in his mind.
General Logan, being a decisive man, imdiately waved away those chaotic thoughts that couldn’t be changed at the mont.
With the situation as it stood, they had to follow through with their plan.
To kill quickly and there might still be a chance!
Yet at the very mont Logan’s killing intent surfaced, Leonard, perched on the tree branch, sharply sensed it, Curse Power surging through him as he chuckled, murmuring, “Demonic Solution.”
And upon looking again, a Clown Illusion had appeared distinctly behind him.
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