Beg Me For Mercy

“Oh, is he a martial artist with internal energy? How dare you show off your tricks in front of an expert? Get out of the way!”

Caleb had a cold smile on his lips.

Davis threw fist after fist without stopping, forcing the guild members to fall back. They were no match for him.

“Reckless bastard!” Caleb took a deep breath and released a surge of energy in Davis’s direction.

The attack sliced through the raindrops and zeroed in on him.

Fortunately, Davis had a keen sense of danger. He noticed the attack coming and went into a defensive stance.

“Boom!” An explosive sound was heard as Davis’s defense was shattered.

He was blown backward about 30 feet away, leaving deep tracks on the ground.

Davis was flung onto a wall like a ragdoll as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Weakling.” Caleb scoffed.

Caleb thought that he had finally met a worthy challenger. Unexpectedly, he couldn’t even withstand a single blow.

“Y–You, who are you?” Davis furrowed his brows and stared at the tower
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