Actually, Elliott had noticed the group of people walking around on the second floor with a fierce momentum just now. However, their intelligence seemed to be not very high, as they still hadn't found Elliott yet. In order to solve the problem, Elliott had to run over here to deal with these guys himself. It must be said that these people were really interesting. Vynnoe had actually found dozens of street thugs to fight against him. Fighting against these guys, Elliott felt like he was dirtying his own hands. It should be noted that Elliott was now approaching the realm of gods and was about to reach the level of heavenly beings. In Elliot's eyes, ordinary masters were no different from small cats and dogs, let alone these small thugs. In Elliot's eyes, they were basically like ants. "What are you looking for?" Just when Vynnoe and a few others were searching around like headless flies, Elliott walked out from a corner. "Elliott, I finally caught you
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this guy is going to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Normally, a bone fracture would mean the bone is broken, but in Elliot's case, the bone was shattered into pieces. It's important to note that Elliot's internal energy is extremely violent. This internal energy, after being kicked directly into Vicente's body, turned into a tearing force that directly pulverized his bones. Elliott didn't think this was cruel, because if this guy had the intention of killing him with so many people, then he should be prepared to be killed by Elliott. After seeing Elliott deal with Vynnoe and walk towards him, Vicente quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, hoping to avoid Elliot's beating. But Elliott ignored him and just kicked him aside. He then returned to the mall, and the rest of Vicente's men lay in the stairs, learning from their boss and not daring to move. Although it was embarrassing, compared to
Now it was time to see how things were going on this side. Elliott remembered there was a great warrior and a sword god here. And there were also several ronin, all of whom were strong. When he fought against them before, these guys were all defeated by him, and Elliot even helped them improve some sword and knife skills. By now, they should have reached the point where they could establish a sect, branch out and recruit disciples. Back in the place where he lived in the Magic City, Elliott told Alma about his plan to go to the Great Kingdom. Alma was a little surprised, but she nodded immediately, being a very sensible person. "Sure! It doesn't matter where we go as long as we're together. Besides, we haven't gone out together for a long time." Elliott realized that was true, because he had been very busy lately and hadn't played with Alma much except for today. Anyway, family harmony was the most important thing, so Elliott was ready to take this
Elliott brought Alma to a swordsmanship hall, which was not located in a remote area but at the end of a bustling street. Upon arrival, Elliott looked up at the magnificent gate and saw a plaque with the words "Doha Swordsmanship Hall," written on it. Elliott and Alma walked in and saw a group of black-clothed people standing in front of a large hall, apparently guarding the place. "Hello, please inform Mr. Shantel," Elliott said. The group of people were puzzled upon hearing Elliot's words. This was Doha Swordsmanship Hall, where everyone was a top-notch expert. Their master was the strongest person in this place. After defeating all the martial arts masters in Doha Country, he established his own power and gained the support of many people. Now, he had many disciples and was very famous throughout the country. In the face of such a person, this guy was so arrogant that he even said he wanted to meet him. What did he take their master for? Upon
This kind of powerhouse is definitely several levels above the street thugs. Therefore, Elliott became a little interested at this point. Unexpectedly, after so many years, this old man Shantel actually trained so many interesting disciples. If this disciple was here back then, maybe he could have caught up with Shantel's four or five points of skill. Facing such a powerful slash, Elliott did not dodge or avoid, but instead stretched out both hands and flattened them at his side. Then, when the blade was about to fall, he directly clasped his hands together! His speed was very fast, even making everyone unable to react. But the approaching and attacking Valencia, who was attacking Elliott, was directly stunned in place. Because Elliott displayed a crushing technique in front of him, which was a move he had never even thought of. Taking the blade with bare hands! The high-speed moving long sword, combined with his powerful strength, can produce
It was all thanks to the few moves that Elliott taught him back then that he was able to achieve what he had today. It was because Elliott had helped him improve the flaws in their Swordsmanship that he was able to dominate and defeat dozens of martial arts schools in the surrounding area, eventually becoming the strongest in the region. As soon as he saw Elliott, he immediately sat up from the bed, still showing great respect. This made Cartel somewhat uncomfortable. What was this hierarchy? However, he still stood silently on the side, listening to the conversation between Shantel and Elliot. The two of them were old acquaintances, so when Elliott came this time, Cartel directly asked him, "What brings you here this time?" "It's a small matter. I hope you can help me with a research certificate. Our company encountered some problems during the research here!" "I see. Of course, I have also heard some news that an outsider is likely to die here.
Driving his car, Valencia headed directly to the nearest bar around their martial arts school, where he finally saw his carefree senior lying on the ground. His senior's name was Venom, who had defeated countless experts from Yamato in recent years and found no one worthy of being his opponent. As a result, he became very decadent and lost his desire to strive. He would come here to drink every day and every time he got drunk, Valencia would come and drag him back. It seemed that he had become very skilled at it. After bringing him back, Valencia felt very helpless towards his already drunk senior. In fact, his senior was not like this before. He was highly expected in those years, but unfortunately, he lost his fighting spirit after losing his opponents. Today, after meeting Elliott, Valencia was ready to pin his hopes on Elliott. If Elliott could really defeat him, maybe he could gain some confidence. "Senior, I have found someone recently. He defeated
"My master taught me many techniques during our battles, but I have forgotten them all now because I have created my own style, which I call the Autumn Leaf Style," said Venom. "This sword is called the Autumn Leaf Sword, specially crafted for me by a skilled artisan. I have used it to kill many people over the years," he continued. Elliott listened as Venom spoke, noting the differences in his grip and the length of his sword compared to traditional styles. However, the sharpness of the blade seemed to have improved, likely due to advancements in craftsmanship. "Alright, let me see your swordsmanship today," Elliott said before swiftly attacking Venom. Venom's eyes locked onto Elliott like a hawk, and as Elliott approached, he swung his sword with a devious angle, aiming for Elliot's temple. The flexibility and skilful use of strength demonstrated by Venom was something Elliott had never seen before. However, he managed to dodge the attack and land a