Isaac stood by the window in the room, smoking. He was only a few 100 feet away from the field and had been observing the situation since a while ago.He had watched the chaos unfold in its entirety. According to the agenda, the 100 Disciplinary Council members were to go on the stage to swear their life to protect justice in the martial arts world. Jeremiah didn't want them to take action before the swearing-in, but he had no choice.However, what shocked him was that after the 100 Disciplinary Council members rushed into the crowd, nearly 40 of them were beaten to the ground. Only 20 or so troublemakers were arrested; the remaining were still fighting.As the Disciplinary Council was newly established, although they had spent a lot of effort to select the most steadfast people, their strength was still lacking in a few stages.The first one to protest, Steven, stepped on the man in the white cloak that he had beaten to the ground. Facing the ashen-faced Jeremiah, he laughed out
Everyone here knew that the man standing on stage had not only led a troop to storm the Astraeus headquarters, killed the Supreme Leader, Ralph, and wiped out the council of elders, but had also set fire to Astraeus and razed it to the ground.If they went on the stage now, it wouldn't just be for a face-to-face chat. They'd be bringing their heads on a silver platter to play with a lion hungry for flesh…"How come no one is talking now? In that case, just send a representative, then. You, come up here." Isaac raised his hand to point at Steven, who was staring at his toes.Steven had his head lowered at that point, but he could feel countless eyes on him. It felt as if the entire world had gone silent. Unconsciously, he began to shiver.He slowly raised his head to find Isaac pointing at him. Those demonic eyes were staring straight at him."Huh, I'm not going…" Suddenly, he felt his legs crumple, devoid of energy. He fell to his knees.Even Jeremiah couldn't help but laugh wh
Soon after, Earl put his sunglasses back on, effectively breaking their eye contact. Isaac simply thought it was a bit strange, but he didn't overthink the situation. He faced the thousands of martial artists and their shocked, surprised, and furious eyes. The spiritual energy in his power core was already bubbling. He opened his mouth and yelled, "Astraeus has been annihilated. The nine states of Cynea will never have another Astraeus. I, Isaac Garten, swear that no one will dictate what you can or cannot do."His voice had risen to the point where it sounded like clapping thunder. Every note was imbued with immense power that rang in the ears of every martial artist, impacting them so hard that their blood began to rush through their chest.Isaac pointed behind him and angrily said, "What the Martial Artists Society and the Disciplinary Council want is to prevent you from fighting over resources and disrespecting the lives of martial artists." Then, he pointed at the corpse bes
His lightning-fast speed made him seem like a phantom, shocking all the martial artists around him.Trace exuded a powerful force that made even Jeremiah widen his eyes at the podium."The audacity!" came Phineas' angry roar. Spiritual energy burst forth from his body, and he raised his hand to throw a punch at Trace.Trace, who'd just arrived at the front of the podium, waved his hand, instantly destroying Phineas' shadow fist. The next moment, Jeremiah raised his hand. However, as soon as he did that, he felt himself engulfed in an overwhelming aura, and his throat suddenly tightened.Enveloped in the powerful aura, Jeremiah couldn't attack. Trace grabbed his neck with one hand before giving him three big slaps.Then, he waved his right hand, and like a sack of sand, Jeremiah was thrown dozens of feet away before he crashed onto the floor.Everyone was stunned. The hundred or so protestors from before all widened their eyes, their faces colored with zeal and excitement. They
After Earl pointed at Isaac and declared that he'd kill him, the spacious field became very silent. Even the sound of the breeze rustling through the leaves had stopped. Only the audience's quick breathing and heartbeat could be heard."Kill him, then, if you can," someone in the crowd responded in a low voice.Although he didn't speak very loudly, in this complete silence, everyone could hear him. No one recognized Earl; plus, he was wearing sunglasses.Earlier, when Trace simply gave Jeremiah three slaps, the power he'd displayed had left everyone stunned. In addition, when Quade intentionally released spiritual energy waves from his body, it only confused everyone even further."Did you hear that? Someone wants you dead." Earl turned to look at Isaac.This time, he tilted his head and regarded Isaac up and down carefully.His gaze was lofty and strongly disdainful.Isaac stared straight at Earl. He couldn't feel any spiritual energy waves from the latter; it was like he was a
Were they going to take the fight seriously now?Isaac roared and grew intimidating. His bloodshot eyes locked onto Trace. As he pressed his palms together, a surge of red spiritual energy in his hands manifested into a ten-yard-long energy knife in the blink of an eye.At that moment, plunging waves of spiritual energy radiated from Isaac, and every martial artist at the scene felt an overwhelming pressure.Those who were relatively stronger were panting and sweating. Most martial artists that had recently reached the Amalgamation Phase were trembling—out of fear and resentment for someone much more powerful."Ninth Form, Alp Slash!" Isaac roared.The crimson knife hacked at Trace vigorously, so fast that Trace, merely five yards away from Isaac, felt the impending doom that very moment.Isaac's ability was on par with his, yet how could he be so threatening?Trace didn't stop. Green spiritual energy streamed toward his fist, and a shadow fist the size of a computer collided wi
Thud!After injuring Trace, Isaac withstood the attacks from the two Divinity Phase fighters for more than ten minutes before Quade's punch eventually landed on his scapula.Isaac staggered forward."Quade, let's finish him off." Trace's injuries were worsening, and blood filled his mouth. When he saw Isaac falter, he roared, raised his right arm, and metamorphosed a green shadow fist half the size of a plate that swooped at Isaac with whatever was left in his power core.They were only ten yards apart. Isaac sensed the looming threat and gritted his teeth as he dodged to the left.He turned and saw four blue shadow fists right before him."Fuck!" Isaac roared. He tried his best with Phantom Steps to avoid the first three shadow fists.Even so, the fourth heavily landed on his chest.His body flew backward. Something exploded in his chest, and excruciating pain radiated throughout his whole body. He felt blood in his mouth but held it back forcefully."Now!" Earl shouted, stan
Isaac pondered for a while and glanced at Arian. He replied, "Arrest them."Arian nodded and looked at the men behind him. He waved and barked, "Arrest those three!"The uniformed men immediately turned and marched toward Earl and the Sylvian brothers."Arrest me?" Earl was stunned. Then, he burst out laughing. He pointed at the men walking toward him and asked, "And you're sending those rookie soldiers to do that! They—"The four men abruptly emanated bursts of spiritual energy. Their energy was almost as terrifying as Quade's but a level below Isaac's and Trace's.Earl paused mid-sentence—these men were obviously not rookie soldiers."The early stage of the Divinity Phase! And all four, too. Damn it, who the hell are these people?" Blood trickled down Trace's mouth. He glared at the four men.Isaac was surprised too. He looked at Arian in wonder."Mr. Grannel sent me, saying that in the end, the objective of holding the Martial Arts Conference was for the peace of the country