"Charge! That bastard has annoyed me for too long now!”"Damn it! Kill him!"Over a hundred of Rufus’s underlings rushed toward Xayne with their weapons. Most would find it hard to believe that one person could stop that many people. It was like trying to stop a freight train with bare hands.Even so, Xayne calmly stood there as a frigid aura appeared from his body. He drew a line on the ground with the tip of his food and said, “Whoever dares to cross this line will face dire consequences.”The crowd was stunned as the thugs rolled up their sleeves and laughed maniacally.“Damn, he really knows how to scare us, huh? I almost wet myself.”“Hahaha! What a joke! Who does he think he is? Bruce Lee?!”"I'm going to step over it! What can he do to me?" One of the thugs stepped over the line. When nothing happened, the thugs burst into laughter again.Even Rufus shook his head with a wry smile, muttering, “He might be skilled, but he isn’t smart, is he?”Xayne stared at the thug who
“Your uncle is Master Lucian? Lucian Bart?” Xayne raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly.Rufus sneered when he noticed Xayne’s expression. The former sneered, barking, “Exactly! He’s the esteemed Master Lucian! Do you finally realize what you’ve done? He won’t let you off so easily. He’ll crush every bone in your body to seek justice for me!”Rufus paled as he covered his bloodied knees, shivering in pain. Lucian was a respected figure in the capital and a guest at many prestigious households. Crossing him meant courting death. To Rufus's surprise, Xayne chuckled and remarked, "I believe he might not dare to seek justice for you."This unexpected revelation stunned Rufus. Rufus was furious. "How dare you look down on my Uncle?! You're too arrogant! I'll have my uncle bring people here to kill you!"With that, he swiftly retrieved his phone and called Lucian, crying, "Uncle Lucian, save me! Someone shot both my knees. They even threatened you. Help me seek justice."Lucian was s
Several luxury cars parked at the factory gate, and a group of men clad in white attire emerged from behind them. As the car doors opened, Lucian exited in his training suit. He had an air of arrogance as he and his forty disciples swaggered into the scene.His senior disciple stood at the forefront and bellowed, “Who crippled Master Lucian’s nephew?! Step forward and prepare to meet your doom!”Lucian and his disciples’ arrival threw the remaining factory workers into disarray. They never expected this day to be such a roller coaster ride.At that moment, Rufus turned and wailed, “Uncle Lucian, I’m here! Please save me!”Upon hearing his cries, Lucian rushed over with his disciples. Lucian raged when he saw what happened to his nephew’s knees. A fierce aura of a Grand Master Warrior emanated from Lucuan as he roared, "Who dared to harm my nephew so ruthlessly? Step forward, and I will crush you with a single palm!"Indeed, his Grand Master's aura caused chaos. His roar made the r
Xayne looked at the kneeling Lucian and said, “Did you come to seek justice for your nephew?”Lucian shook his head vigorously. “No, no, no, Mr. Xayne! You’ve misunderstood. I didn’t come for that. I came to discipline him.”Immediately after, he stood up and kicked Rufus, causing the latter to howl, “Uncle Lucian, what are you doing?! I’m your nephew!”Lucian, angry and frightened, continued to kick Rufus, shouting, “You’re not my nephew! Do you realize who you’ve offended? How many lives do you think you have? Mr. Xayne was lenient enough to cripple your legs. Apologize to him immediately!”Everyone fell silent. Even Lucian dared not do anything to Xayne. Though Rufus was unclear about what was happening, he realized his uncle was terrified for some reason. He knew Lucian might kick him to death if he didn’t apologize.Therefore, Rufus quickly turned to Xayne and apologized, “Mr. Xayne, I beg you to spare me! I was foolish for taking this job. Please forgive me.”Xayne glared a
Rufus was puzzled and aggrieved, asking, “Uncle Lucian, is Xayne as powerful as you say? Aren’t you a Grand Master Warrior? How can you lose to a young guy in his twenties?”Lucian smiled faintly and said, “Your perspective is too narrow, Rufus. Indeed, a Grand Master Warrior is unparalleled to ordinary folk or even regular warriors. Still, you must remember that there’s always someone better than you.“There are quite a few individuals in Drakonia who are Grand Master Warriors, but Legend Warriors are rare. Such individuals usually become Drakonia's Five Pillars or hold high-ranking political positions.""There are Legend Warriors?! Uncle Lucian, are you saying Xayne is a Legend Warrior?!" Rufus was alarmed as sweat dripped down his cheeks.Lucian nodded. "That is correct. It's unbelievable that someone of that caliber is now in the small city of Shalholm, serving as a son-in-law. It's beyond comprehension."If Xayne were to learn that they thought of him as a Legend Warrior, he
The bosses of seven equipment factories were in the room, looking at Damon and asking, “What’s wrong, Damon?”“Did Mr. Nicholas have any instructions for us?”“Do we need to do something? Just let us know.”Damon raised his brows at the seven people, saying, “Serena got her equipment somehow. Although Mr. Nicholas had sent men to damage the equipment, Serena is now hiring skilled workers and paying them handsomely.“She’ll resume production quickly. You must all figure out a way to prevent her factory from running. Otherwise, Mr. Nicholas will no longer buy equipment from your factories.”The seven bosses were shocked and concerned. One exclaimed, “What?! Why would Mr. Nicholas say that? What should we do?”“Didn’t Mr. Nicholas promise to buy our equipment if we don’t sell to Serena? Why would he go back on his word?”“Damon, you got to help us! Otherwise, we’ll be at a massive loss.”Damon frowned and waved, saying, “I understand, okay? That’s why I called you all here. We nee
Serena did not expect Xayne to be so skilled at massaging. His control was incredible, and his acupoint targeting was precise. She tilted her head and asked, “Did you attend massage classes or something?”Xayne shook his head. “No, but I learned about human acupoints from a few doctors. Pulse, being in the military gave me decent pressure control.”Serena nodded, and her phone suddenly rang. She checked it and saw Violet’s name. Though tempted to ignore it, she answered.“Serena, come to the Paddington Hotel quickly. Your dad and I are here,” Violet spoke urgently.Serena bit her lip as a sigh slipped. She asked, “What happened, Mom? Why are you there?”Violet was surprised, asking, “What are you doing? Are you with Xayne?”"Mom! What are you thinking? I'm getting a massage. It's been a long day!" Serena quickly explained, her face turning slightly red.Violet sighed in relief and said, "Even though you and Xayne have a child now, you mustn’t let him touch you. You're precious."
Serena forced a smile, saying, "Blair, long time no see."Blair flaunted her luxurious hair while showcasing her ten-carat diamond ring. She sneered mockingly and said, “Yes, it’s been a while, but I’d rather not see you. Having someone like you in my presence doesn’t align with my status. I fear people will mock me for having such poor relatives riding here on a beat-up scooter.”Serena frowned and clenched her fists, knowing trouble was brewing. She wanted to turn and leave, but Xayne held her hand and smiled tenderly.Meanwhile, Coco pouted at Blair and exclaimed, “You can’t talk about my mommy like that! We’re not poor. Daddy said those who keep talking about the poor are the real poor ones.”Blair glared at Coco and pointed at her. “Who do you think you are, little brat? How dare you speak to me that way?”Coco was fearless as she raised her head and declared, “I’m not a little brat! I’m Coco Xavier. My mom and dad have names, too. You’re the big brat!”“Coco, don’t speak to
"Who's that guy? Rolling up with that much security?" Ammar glanced at the convoy at the foot of the peak. Even a helicopter hovered above, following the guards. There were at least a hundred bodyguards and they were all moving with precision, scanning the area."That's Roman Roland. Second heir of the Roland family. This guy's no small fry. He's the head of the most notorious crime syndicate in Eukrania. Controls multiple multinational corporations as fronts for his operations. He is a very dangerous person." Yves's eyes narrowed as he explained to Ammar.No sooner had he finished speaking, another convoy rolled up. The car doors opened and out stepped a tall, broad-shouldered man. His presence hit like a shockwave."Why is he here?" Yves asked, his voice dropping to a cautious murmur."He is…" Ammar asked as he glanced at the man that just arrived."Victor Valentine. The founder of Dark Arrow, the world's largest assassin syndicate. The guy's a legend. Escaped from maximum-secur
If it weren't for Yves's status, Zoro would have already made his move against him."Very well. Just don't regret it later, Mr. Zoro! I'm done here," Yves snapped, his voice sharp as broken glass.He spun on his heel and strode out of the Eastin estate, his steps echoing with each firm impact. From the balcony, Lyuben's eyes followed him with a sneer."Scared now, are we? Pathetic," Lyuben muttered, shaking his head.Zoro's cold gaze lingered on Yves's retreating figure, his expression unreadable but his presence oppressive. The air around him seemed to freeze, each breath turning crisp as frost.That night, crowds began gathering at Hundred Days Peak. They came early to claim the best vantage points for the coming showdown. No one in Drakonia wanted to miss this monumental clash.Even Jean couldn't stay away. He flew in from Folksworth, bringing with him a private entourage of twenty supporters from the Leng family. Their sole purpose was to rally behind Xayne and cheer him on.
"Zoro, I'm sure you've heard the rumors by now. The emperor is making moves, troop deployments, shifts in strategy, it's all happening right here in Drakonix. You know what that means just as well as I do. If there's any way to stop the duel tomorrow, I'm here to offer you some advice: Don't hurt the harmony between the Eastin family and the emperor," Yves said, his tone sharp with urgency.Zoro let out a dry, mocking laugh. "If I'm hearing you right, Yves, you're here to plead for Xayne, huh? Funny. Where were you when Xayne killed a member of my family? Flamey's body wasn't even cold before he'd moved on to his next target. And now, you expect me to show mercy? "It's too late, Yves. Some arrows, once drawn, can't be put back in the quiver. So, save your breath. This conversation is over! Please leave!" Zoro's face was like stone, cold and unmoving. Any trace of patience or courtesy had vanished. It was clear he had no intention of giving Yves an inch.Everyone knew the emperor ha
Chad's sharp, hawk-like eyes suddenly flared with intensity, his cloudy gaze cutting through the air like twin beams of light."Elder Chad, earlier, you mentioned something about 'no borders in kickboxing arts.' I'm afraid I'm not following. Could you explain what you meant?" Lyuben stepped forward, a mix of curiosity and concern etched on his face.Lyuben's words hung in the air. His confusion wasn't surprising. Over the years, White Blossom Mountain's dealings had grown more secretive, and any talks with external forces, like the Light Order, were always behind closed doors. Lyuben's mind, however, was focused elsewhere, on the future of the Eastin family and his ambitions.To him, his family's legacy and his rise in power mattered far more than any grand philosophy. As someone raised within the closed walls of White Blossom Mountain's teachings, even his feelings toward his parents were tepid at best.Chad's voice came slow but firm, like the steady toll of a great bell. "There
Meanwhile, at the Eastin family's estate, Zoro and his grandson, Lyuben, stood on either side of an elderly man.Seated across from the elderly man were none other than Emin and a middle-aged man dressed in a sleek black suit. The man was none other than the Death God of Fusion, a figure as infamous as he was mysterious, second only to Kenichi from Fusion.It was said that decades ago, he had already become Radiant Commander and reached a height that the world had looked up to."Emin, the agreement between us, or rather, the agreement between White Blossom Mountain and Light Order, it's time we discussed its fulfillment, don't you think?" the elderly man began, his voice low and deliberate.This elderly man was Chad Moet, the liaison elder for White Blossom Mountain's dealings with the secular world. It was he who orchestrated the clandestine pact between White Blossom Mountain and the Light Order."Elder Chad, the Light Order has always kept its promises. The benefits promised to
The two guards rushed out of the Emperor's Pavillion with urgent speed."Your Majesty, isn't all this a bit excessive?" Elder Waze stepped forward, his voice low but steady with concern."Excessive?" The emperor's eyes darkened, his voice icy. "Do you think Drakonia is afraid of two Radiant Commanders? Whether it's the Eastin family or Lyuben, none of them have the right to collude with foreign enemies and threaten me!"His voice boomed, filling the room with a commanding presence. "Drakonia is a powerful country. We are not cowed by outside forces, nor do we bend to internal betrayal. If they dare to scheme like this, they'd better be ready to face complete annihilation. When it comes to matters of national integrity, I will not compromise. Leave now!"Yves and the elders exchanged glances, caught off guard by the emperor's unyielding stance. With nothing more to say, they quietly exited the room.Meanwhile, in the estate on the outskirts of Drakonix's west district, Lyuben recli
The tension in the hall was palpable. Suddenly, the door swung open, and a young agent from the Black Ice Platform rushed in. "Chief! We have a situation!"He handed a report to Yves. His eyes scanned the document, and in an instant, his face hardened."What happened?" Elder Waze asked, stepping forward, his gaze locked on Yves's expression."Emin has boarded a flight to Drakonix. And Death God of Fusion was seen boarding a flight to Drakonix an hour ago. Emin is one of the Six Elysium Lords from the Light Order. As for Death God of Fusion, his background is more complicated. Two of them are flying in at the same time? You think they're just here to watch the fight?" Yves explained.Yves's gaze was fixed on the ground as he paced back and forth, the weight of the situation pressing on his shoulders. His fingers tapped the edge of the report, his mind running a mile a minute. Finally, he stopped and looked up, his eyes filled with determination. "This is too big to keep in-house. I'
Even after uttering those threatening words, there wasn't the slightest trace of fear on his face."Mr. Shinoto, are you threatening us?" Yves's eyes narrowed with cold intent."Threatening?" Shinoto gave Yves a once-over and said, "Boy, if I wanted to take your life, it would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken or a dog. Do you think I need to threaten you? You people have no idea how powerful he is. But I'll say this, none of you, not even Xayne, stand a chance against him. That's why I'm advising you, Wyncock, and Drakonia's Court, to choose your side carefully. "If you pick the wrong one, you'll regret it when it's too late! As for those small figures in Eukrania, I won't comment on them, but I'm sure you're well aware of their schemes. When the time comes to deal with them, it'll be thanks to Lyuben. And as for your so-called hero, Xayne, he's simply not on the same level!" Shinoto's words caused a shift in the atmosphere, and everyone present wore grim expressions."Mr. Shi
It didn't take long before an old man was brought into the main hall. This was none other than the old man who'd been seen at Lyuben's side.The moment he appeared, everyone frowned.Elder Waze was the first to rise, ready to speak, but Yves stood before him. "Sir, please, have a seat," Yves said politely.Unlike the humble demeanor he had shown at Lyuben's side, the old man's presence here was commanding. He carried himself with an air of authority, unbothered by the watchful eyes of Elder Waze and the others."Mr. Shinoto," Elder Waze said, bowing slightly in respect.The other elders followed suit, each offering their polite greetings. Yves's gaze lingered on the old man, studying him carefully. His weathered face and calm bearing hinted at someone with significant experience and status.'If Elder Waze is giving him this level of respect, then this man's identity must be anything but ordinary,' Yves thought to himself."It's heartwarming to see that my old friends haven't for