It was Lenny. He was wearing something akin to a helmet on his head, along with goggles and a mask. As he removed these items, Adrian finally saw Lenny's appearance.The man appeared remarkably young, possibly around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. In terms of height, he was slightly shorter than Adrian, standing at about 1.78 meters.While removing his gear, Lenny gazed toward the distance and quickly spotted the large wagon and Lindor's group testing their armor. Lindor and the other five quasi-level nine fighters were deeply engrossed in their testing and had not noticed Lenny's arrival.Though Harley sensed someone watching from nearby, the dim lighting prevented her from spotting Lenny."This second-generation armor is much more user-friendly than the first. Not only is it more comfortable to wear but it's also capable of reconnaissance through energy reflection," Lindor said in admiration.He immediately proceeded to test the armor’s reconnaissance methods.Harley sa
Instantly, Chlloro understood what was happening."It seems you're not just some passerby. And since you're so calm, I reckon your strength isn't lacking either." Chlloro chuckled.With that, he raised his hand and threw a punch. This punch contained his own strength, combined with the powerful force of his armor.During the previous test, he was armored and could easily lift the armored vehicle with just one hand. With this punch, which used about seventy to eighty percent of his full strength, he could completely smash the vehicle.In Chlloro's mind, he envisioned the young man in front of him being smashed to bits by his punch. However, the next moment, he only heard a "clang" sound. His punch landed as if hitting an indestructible iron plate.As a quasi-level nine powerhouse, Chlloro was exceptionally sensitive to the force. He clearly felt that the young man in front of him had slightly stepped back a short distance after receiving his punch, then quickly rushed forward to wi
Soon, they finally got a clear look at Lenny's face. He looked young, almost childish."Dragoria has produced another terrifying level-nine powerhouse?" Lindor muttered.Lindor and the others were standing opposite Lenny, giving them a clear view of him.Lenny's body was emitting a red light, and there was also a swirling mist that did not dissipate but lingered around him. The mist vaguely formed a dragon shape.Lindor found this scene exceptionally familiar and quickly recalled what it was. "This... This is the Dragon Fist. The former first-ranked level-nine of Dragoria also used this move!" he exclaimed in shock.Lindor’s men quickly hid behind him, their eyes filled with fear like mice seeing a cat.The Dragon Fist, reportedly created by a powerhouse of Dragoria several hundred years ago, was exceptionally difficult to master. Once mastered, it could significantly enhance one's strength. Practitioners of the Dragon Fist experienced tremendous strengthening of their entire bod
Following Lindor's roar, his men snapped out of their dazes and began indiscriminately firing toward the cloud of smoke. For a moment, the sound of gunfire echoed through the night sky as energy beams at several times the speed of sound flew toward the man within the smoke.However, due to the presence of Lenny’s protective aura, even energy beams capable of easily piercing through steel plates couldn't harm him.The quasi-level-nine, who had been hit earlier, was barely hanging onto life under such a barrage of frantic firepower. His armor emitted clanging sounds as he rolled over.Bzzt!The air trembled. Kensie’s Vital Energy Cannon finished charging, and he shot out a substantial stream of Vital Energy. It was seemingly solid as it began to sweep across. But even Vital Energy couldn't do anything to a level-nine powerhouse. If Vital Energy could deal with level-nine powerhouses, they wouldn't have such a high status.Shooting Vital Energy at Lenny was like shooting at a mirror.
Lenny exerted all his strength. With the Dragon Fist activated, his entire being transformed into a dragon, charging straight toward Lindor. But just as his fist was about half a meter away from Lindor, a man seemingly blinked into existence and stood in front of Lindor.Boom!A thunderous roar pierced through the night sky. Lenny, transformed into a golden dragon, instantly dispersed as if crashing into an indestructible wall of death. A shockwave swept out from the point of impact, accompanied by a strong wind. Lindor, Kensie, the other quasi-level-nines, and the metal crates, were swept away. Even the wagon carrying the crates was overturned. Harley, standing beside the vehicle, rolled across the ground for dozens of meters before stopping.When the shockwave dissipated and the strong wind ceased, everyone saw that someone had blocked Lenny's full-force punch. The person was Adrian, whose right hand was gripping Lenny’s outstretched fist.And Adrian, he was smiling. He had insta
Bam!Before Lindor could finish speaking, Adrian kicked him."No choice? Do you really think I'm a fool? Weren't you just talking about causing a big scene in the city earlier? Even threatening to blow up Rivsea Tower?" Adrian sneered.Lindor was flabbergasted. He had whispered those words during dinner earlier, so how could Adrian have known?"By infiltrating Dragoria, you've committed a capital offense. Causing trouble here is an even greater crime. Collaborating with the Duvals to steal our second-generation level-nine armor is yet another offense." Adrian looked down at Lindor, each word piercing his heart like a knife.Lindor was quaking. He couldn't understand how Adrian knew so much. It was as if all his plans had been exposed. Adrian even knew the most confidential information, that of the second-generation armor. This was something even the Dragoria military didn't know.“Is there anything more you’d like to explain?" Adrian asked.Explain? How would Lindor dare to exp
Adrian kept Mackay hidden from the world, making him officially dead. Mackay was sent back to Novena and then to Falconia, becoming one of Adrian's informants.Gazelle Tavern in the Southern District was accessible only to specific individuals and not open to unfamiliar customers. Gaining entry was difficult; those who could enter were from major families, powerful forces, or friends of powerful figures. The entrance to this tavern was exceptionally secretive. The door was embedded into the wall and so well hidden that even with a magnifying glass, one might not find the crack.A carriage slowly stopped by the wall. Soon, a young man in his thirties, looking very ordinary, got off. In a crowd, no one would pay him any attention. However, this seemingly ordinary young man was the right-hand man of Charlie Colon from the Colon family in the Southern District, known publicly as “Golden Snake.” He was a formidable individual who Charlie supplied with significant resources each month, wit
With a whoosh, Adrian vanished and reappeared beside the servant."The Raptor Fist? I've heard of it. They say when the Raptor Fist is perfected, even punching the air can cause hundreds of sonic booms. Have you mastered it?" Adrian chuckled softly beside the servant's ear.The servant stood frozen like a statue, completely motionless, his previous demeanor evaporated. To appear beside him in the blink of an eye from a distance of three or four meters, Adrian’s strength was clearly not inferior to his own. Yet, he remained undaunted. After all, this was Gazelle Tavern’s territory. He didn't believe the other party dared to cause trouble here. If he were attacked, others from Gazelle Tavern would surely come to help. Moreover, while the opponent was fast, speed alone didn't necessarily mean strength.Thinking this, the servant coldly snorted and raised his hand, throwing a punch at Adrian. Although his Raptor Fist wasn't perfected, he had mastered about seventy to eighty percent of i