"You little rascal," Master Tobias muttered in disdain as he emerged from the seclusion of his chambers, a scowl etched on his face. With a swift, forceful motion, he launched a punch aimed squarely at Alexander. Remarkably, the sheer kinetic energy from the punch alone sent Alexander hurtling through the air, sparing him the actual impact.Observing this turn of events, Master Tobias couldn't help but let a sly grin form on his lips. "Now, this promises to be quite entertaining," he mused.Winded and disheveled, Alexander staggered backward, his appearance a testament to the intensity of that near-missed punch.Master Tobias, seemingly disinterested in Alexander's condition, shifted his attention to Master Eliza, inquiring about the anniversary celebration at the Floral Academy. In meticulous detail, Master Eliza recounted the entire affair, emphasizing Alexander's instrumental role in enhancing the academy's reputation.Master Tobias pondered for a brief interlude before voicing his
After ascending through the ranks of various martial arts realms, Alexander's relentless pursuit of strength culminated in a chilling act of vengeance. He strode with grim determination into the Greece family's stronghold, a symbol of his long-held resentment, and executed Dustin along with every member loyal to him. His father, for abandoning his mother, received no clemency, no chance to explain but was killed by him directly.Seated upon a throne-like chair in the aftermath, Alexander surveyed the fruits of his ruthless labor. He had attained all he ever desired, yet the cost weighed heavily upon him – his heart had grown cold, rendering family and friendships mere hollow echoes of the past.As he settled into the seat, an unexpected tear broke free from his eyes, tracing a lonely path down his cheek before inadvertently entering his mouth. In that split second, a peculiar transformation occurred. He found himself abruptly transported to an mysterious, dark room. Despite the room
After emerging from the medicinal bath, Alexander found its once-opaque waters now transparent, a sign that he medicinal herbs and elixirs having been depleted during his soak.Master Tobias, greeted him with a hint of reproach. "You caused me some distress, young oneIn response, Alexander wore an apologetic smile and admitted, "I'm truly sorry, Master."David chimed in acknowledging the progress Alexander had made. "I can sense that I can't stand a chance against you anymore. Despite us being within the same realm and sharing a similar mid-level status, your strength has far outmatched mine."Alexander chuckled, downplaying his prowess. "Well, if you were to go all out and also unleash your secret techniques, I'd certainly find myself on the losing end of our bout."***Meanwhile at Rode Island. Isabelle was in a state of deep meditation, her legs gracefully crossed beneath her. After an arduous journey, she had finally achieved a breakthrough, ascending to the ranks of a low level
After the initial hubbub and pleasantries had subsided, Isabelle, Damien, Townsend, and T1 found themselves settling into their seats with tea and biscuits in front of them, ready to engage in an important discussion.Clearing his throat, Townsend broke the silence with an air of admiration in his voice, "I must admit, the Xander Mercenaries have made quite the impression. Ever since your arrival, swiftly dispatching the lower-ranking mercenaries, my attention has been fixated on your group. But it's not just me; many others have taken notice."Isabelle wore a curious frown as she inquired, "Oh, really? What's piqued everyone's interest?"Townsend responded with a contemplative expression, "It's because you've done something quite extraordinary. In the past, most individuals aimed to ascend the ranks by defeating a few lower-ranking mercenaries, then gradually working their way up to the middle ranks. But your team? You've introduced an entirely new dynamic, you subdued the whole lowe
As Isabelle stepped back into the meeting room, her gaze fixated on Townsend for a prolonged moment before she broke the silence with a determined tone, "We will consider your proposal, but I do have one burning question."Townsend's lips curved into a knowing smile as he leaned forward, anticipation in his eyes. "Ask away," he encouraged.She took a deep breath before articulating her curiosity, "Among all the mercenary forces on this island, why did you choose to align with us? We are far from the most elite or powerful, and I'm certain there are others who could easily overshadow us. Perhaps they haven't crossed our path yet or they simply dismiss us as inconsequential."Townsend nodded approvingly, acknowledging the significance of her inquiry. "You've posed an excellent question, Lady Iabelle. My response might not meet your expectations. Are you sure you want to hear it?"With unwavering resolve, Isabelle replied, "Yes, I do and please call me Isabelle."Townsend leaned back in
As Alexander was diligently addressing matters in Spring, and Isabelle was attending to issues in Rhode Island, a momentous event was unfolding in Fairview. Unknown to the public eye, a sleek private jet gracefully descended onto the tarmac of the local airport.Emerging from the aircraft was a distinguished figure, shrouded in an impenetrable veil of secrecy, surrounded by a phalanx of six formidable bodyguards. This level of protection mirrored the fortifications often seen shielding heads of state or several presidents, concealing not only his face but also his true identity.Awaiting his arrival were two opulent Rolls Royce automobiles, standing as a testament to his prestige. The vigilant guards escorted him to one of the vehicles, where they all promptly embarked, and the convoy smoothly departed.Their destination? None other than the residence of the mayor, where undoubtedly significant and clandestine affairs were about to unfold.The upper echelons of Fairview had been quiet
During Young Master G's previous visit to the mayor, he left no impression on the mayor's emotions. However, this time around, something had changed. The mayor couldn't help but harbor an uneasy feeling, and as a result, he decided to keep his distance from Young Master G the best way he could.Within the next few minutes, the four heads of prominent families whom the mayor had summoned all converged at his residence, arriving simultaneously. It was apparent to Young Master G that this synchronized arrival was a show of strength on their part, an attempt to stand united against him. Nonetheless, Young Master G remained unfazed, as he believed that in the face of absolute power, these petty tactics were futile.Upon entering the mayor's residence, the four family heads found their seats and extended their greetings to Young Master G. A heavy silence enveloped the room, with Young Master G calmly sipping his coffee, a picture of composure.This time, it was Old Mr. Chen who took the ini
Meanwhile, over in Springs, the Star Academy stood as a beacon of opulence, setting it apart from its counterpart, the Floral Academy. While the Floral Academy boasted a modest enrollment, its students were renowned for their exceptional strength. Despite being younger than the Star Academy, it held its own unique charm.However, the distinction between the two institutions ran deeper than mere age and student numbers. The Star Academy wielded considerable influence, drawing in students from affluent backgrounds and esteemed martial arts families, not only within Springs City but beyond its borders. This level of support set the Star Academy on an entirely different trajectory compared to the Floral Academy.Amidst this backdrop, a conversation unfolded between Chris and Diana, both young adults in their early twenties in the Star Academy. Diana, her age mirroring that of Chris, approached Chris, who appeared lost in thought. She prodded him gently, "Hey Chris, why are you sitting he