When the noise died down, about 70 to 80 men, led by two martial arts grandmasters, burst through the revolving glass door of the hotel and entered the lobby! They all looked ferocious. Close behind them were Troy and Xerxes, who had been taught a lesson by Alexander earlier in the day!"Get out o
Troy and Xerxes were extremely arrogant because of their confidence!The people they summoned were all elite members of the Waine and Simmons families, especially the two grandmasters. They were just one step away from reaching supreme grand martial. They were one of the trump cards of the Waine and
The combined fighting skills of the two grandmasters were invulnerable, attacking Alexander everywhere. Their moves complemented each other, making no mistakes!At the same time, the 70 to 80 men from the Simmons and Waine families were also in action!Although they were not grandmasters, they had r
Kneel or die? Accepting fate or fighting for dignity was the option.What was dignity when your life was at stake? It was better to die than to live miserably!Troy had been spoiled since childhood. He had never seen a scene like this. His teeth trembled with fear. Learning from experience, he knelt
Early the next morning, at the Simmons mansion in the north.Since the loss of both Veridian and Blossomtown, Zayn has refused to see anyone and lives behind closed doors. He left all family matters to his subordinates. Sitting in the Simmons family ancestral hall, he seemed to have aged more than a
Time has a way of slipping through our fingers.Before anyone realized it, three days had passed since the Redwine family's grand banquet. The events of that night had rippled out, setting off a chain reaction. An increasing number of lesser clans then flocked to the Redwine family, eager to serve,
While the Redwine father and son were reeling in shock, Ryder and Zayn were already basking in smug triumph.Right there at the Redwine estate gates, the heads of the Simmons and Waine families stood, an aura of death around them, flanked by the last two Grandmaster Envoys of their respective clans.
The Icefield Violent Bear from the icy reaches of Siberton, Roman, was not just all talk—he was a fighting titan. The moment Ryder's words hung in the air, Roman was already on the move.Standing over two meters tall, the supreme grand martial artist, known as the Icefield Violent Bear, attacked ju