บททั้งหมดของ My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness: บทที่ 491 - บทที่ 500

This was a blow to many of the martial artists in attendance. Elijah’s face was stormy as he glared viciously at the bloody Jason on the ground. He felt that Jason was simply incapable and useless. At that point, many of the top prodigies also felt very judgmental. “It seems that the Grand Elder of the Lotus Sect has regressed in terms of power. But Dustin is no ordinary fighter. His abilities are on par with the top ten best fighters,” someone said seriously. “Tyler is formidable as well. It’s astounding that the west has produced two such powerful individuals after its downfall.” The fighters at the same level as Dustin and Tyler saw them as threats.“It seems I cannot rely on the Lotus Sect when it comes to this. I shall have to call on my personal army,” Lord Barbenheim said with a stormy expression. It made the members of the Lotus Sect go pale. At this point, neither the Lotus Sect nor Lord Barbenheim would be able to get out of this with their reputations intact if

Elijah was so enraged that he wanted to curse. He wanted to upend the tray and aim it at Dustin’s face. However, he did not dare. Joseph’s gaze was threatening. If he dared to do something like that, Elijah was sure he would perish even before he moved. He could only swallow his fury and move away while still carrying the tray. ‘I’ll make you beg for mercy one day, Dustin!’ Elijah thought to himself with a vicious expression. “Alright. Let’s start the martial arts competition, then.” Joseph gestured. The members of the Lotus Sect finally dared to begin the opening ceremony that had been delayed for so long already. The ceremony was just a formality. Of course, the preliminary stage of the competition had to be held on the first day of the event. The rules of the preliminary round were simple and crude. Twenty people were assigned to a single platform. The last twelve people standing would be considered as having passed the preliminary round. The preliminary round of

“I was defeated just like that?” Cabot was in disbelief. He could not make sense of it even after a long time. It had only taken a single move… Cabot had not been able to withstand even a single strike before Tyler sent him hurtling off the platform with one palm strike. He was heavily injured. He was too renowned to take such a blow. But how he felt about the matter was not important. He could only stand below the platform and regret his choices. He had lost his right to keep competing. He had lost the chance to become Joseph’s disciple and to win the entry token to the Martial Haven. “You couldn’t even handle a single move from me, and you thought you could fight my master? You overestimate yourself,” Tyler said to Cabot. It infuriated Cabot, and his face turned livid. He could not even speak. In the beginning, he had been disdainful of Dustin and Tyler. He had learned the Roan family’s martial arts techniques, so he looked down on the Fox family’s ultimate moves

The suddenness of the voice made the man in black feel a chill down his spine. With a quick move, he threw himself several feet away. Warily, he looked in the direction of the voice. The voice had been right by his ear. It clearly indicated that the speaker had been very close to him. He had no clue when that person had gotten so near without him noticing. That person was much too dangerous. If that person had attacked him, he would not have been ready for it at all. He could have been injured or killed. In the dark of night, the man in black could not see the face of the person who had snuck up on him clearly. “Who are you?” The man in black was wary. None of the people who were at the Lotus Sect for the martial arts competition had this kind of power. Among them, he knew that only Joseph could do this. He watched warily as his opponent walked under a dim light and looked up. The shadows obscuring his face were gone, and his features were finally visible. At th

Anson was questioning his understanding of the entire world. He was an Apex Martial Saint. That meant that he was at the very top of the Martial Saint level. The next step would be the Martial King level. However, at his level and with such a powerful hit on Dustin’s energy center, he had still failed to cause any damage. Typically, not even a Martial King would let him attack their energy center this way, much less a Martial Saint. Even a Martial King would be badly injured if their energy center was attacked this way. But Dustin seemed completely unaffected. In fact, he had been able to use his energy center to send Anson flying. Anson spat out blood as he struggled to get back upright. He looked at Dustin as if he had grown an extra head. ‘F*ck, not even the most powerful martial artist, Benson Gould, could do this,’ he thought. What was going on? This was the first time Anson had met such an egregious young man. Anson was still shocked. With great effort, he