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Chapter 1095: Chapter 1095: Nonsense Grandmaster
Clang!
Julius Reed dodged to the side!
The flying dart instantly pierced through the car door, sending up a shower of sparks.
Without giving him any time to prepare, several more darts tore through the air!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The darts formed a line, leaving a series of holes in the car door.
Seizing this opportunity, Julius Reed leaned back abruptly.
Standing on the other side of the car.
"Mad Dragon, greetings!"
Black Wolf wore sunglasses, a camouflage vest, and combat shorts, with boots crunching underfoot on the ground.
He was brimming with a murderous aura!
"Quite a unique way to say hello!" retorted Julius Reed with a mask on, giving the man before him a once over, and stated calmly, "State your name, and if I’m in a good mood, I might leave a place for your spirit."
"Oh, of course! If I’m not, I might just dump your ashes into the toilet and flush them away," he added with a laugh.
Trouble had come!
The man was a Grandmaster.
And judging by his appearance, he must be one of the Hidden Guard.
"Truly Mad Dragon!"
Black Wolf took off his sunglasses, threw them on the ground, and crushed them with his foot.
"Even your speech carries an arrogant tone. I am Deep Cold’s chief commander, Black Wolf from Gonzalez City. I think you’ve heard of my name. After all, since Seven Clouds Academy’s downfall, Deep Cold has become the overlord of the martial world!"
While speaking, his eyes gleamed with smugness.
A mix of bragging and disdain.
Seven Clouds Academy was, after all, but dust in history.
Sooner or later, it would be forgotten.
Deep Cold was the Boss!
He was the wave of the future!
"So it’s Deep Cold," Julius Reed realized. "And I thought it was some organization’s expert. Marshal of your Deep Cold lost his hand to me five years ago, how is he now? I heard he got a mechanical arm? No matter, I won’t mind chopping it off again. But this time, it might be his head that rolls."
"You..." Black Wolf’s face slightly changed.
Inside, he was somewhat shocked.
He had joined Deep Cold after the fall of Seven Clouds Academy.
By then, the Marshal had already replaced his hand with a mechanical arm.
For years, everyone was curious but no one dared to ask.
Only now did Black Wolf learn the truth.
It was Mad Dragon who had chopped off the Marshal’s hand!
No wonder when the news of Seven Clouds Academy resurfacing reached the Marshal, his emotions surged.
He even disregarded the southern battlefront and hastily summoned Black Wolf back to headquarters, issuing orders overnight!
He instructed Black Wolf at any cost, to kill Mad Dragon!
To utterly wipe out Seven Clouds Academy!
"But that was five years ago!" Black Wolf feigned calm and retorted, "Mad Dragon, times have changed. Your Seven Clouds Academy has fallen, and we, Deep Cold, are the kings of the martial world—the undisputed kings!" 𝒏𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
"Wolves traverse a thousand miles for meat, dogs traverse a thousand miles for shit. Although you call yourself Black Wolf, in my presence, you’re not even worthy to eat shit!"
Julius Reed said coolly, "Your father may have decided the time of your birth, but I can decide the time of your death!"
With that, he leaped forward.
"Then let’s see you try!"
Black Wolf quickly raised the hidden-weapon box and harshly triggered the mechanism!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Accompanied by a series of clanking from the hidden-weapon box, a barrage of darts shot out!
Clang...
In mid-air, Julius Reed fiercely drew the Divine Weapon Longsword!
All the darts were blocked on the blade of the sword.
Chris Tennysons across the sky!
The darts exploded into fragments!
Without even leaving a trace!
Among the numerous divine weapons in the world, the Divine Weapon Longsword ranked in the top three!
Almost in the blink of an eye, Julius Reed dashed in front of Black Wolf like lightning!
"Oh my God, this must be the Devil!"
Black Wolf fiercely hurled the hidden-weapon box forward, while simultaneously drawing a Mitsubishi thorn from his waist!
Clang!
With a slash of his sword, Julius Reed turned the spear into scrap iron, dropping it to the ground.
No more unnecessary words!
Sword Qi from the east!
Slashing down in an instant!
Clang!
Black Wolf raised the triangular military thorn in his hand, meeting the Divine Weapon Longsword with a hard clash!
The intense impact forced him back several steps, his palms numbing with vibration!
"Damn! What kind of monster is this!"
Black Wolf was, after all, a Grandmaster, second only to the Marshal in power within the martial arts-filled Gonzalez City, Deep Cold.
Yet, in the battle today, he was immediately put under pressure!
"You shouldn’t have come."
Julius Reed lifted his Longsword and spoke coldly.
The blade even began to tremble.
"But I am already here! And I didn’t just come; I came to kill you!"
Black Wolf’s eyes were blood-red as he clenched the Mitsubishi thorn tightly in both hands!
"Let me see just how formidable the Mad Dragon really is!"
He took a deep breath, and his muscles began to bulge!
Crack!
His shirt instantaneously burst into shreds.
Black Wolf’s height shot up to two meters and thirty, his body growing increasingly stout!
This was his signature skill!
As his stature exploded, so would his strength, multiplying countless times!
Often, a single move could pierce through his enemies!
"Child’s play!"
Julius Reed opened his right hand.
The Grand Cyclone Longsword began to slowly rotate.
With the hilt braced against his palm, it was as if an invisible force prevented the sword from escaping his control.
Buzz!
The sword spun faster and faster!
It appeared as a golden cyclone!
In the eyes of Black Wolf, there was a streak of golden light!
A solidified streak of golden light!
"Mad Dragon, prepare to die!"
With a leap!
The over two-meter-tall Black Wolf soared into the air, the triangular military thorn in his hands carrying an apocalyptic force as he fiercely smashed it down!
"My life is right here. But, you can’t take it away!"
Julius Reed suddenly looked up, his sword in hand like a bolt of lightning!
Soaring through the air!
Slash!
A sharp sound of tearing through the air came between the two.
Black Wolf felt as if death itself was watching him, and he frantically used the triangular military thorn to block!
Crack!
The golden light directly cleaved the steel-made Mitsubishi thorn in two!
And then!
It pierced through Black Wolf’s body.
Thump!
Black Wolf fell to his knees, lifting his head in agony.
"Why..."
There was a blood hole in his chest.
As blood continued to flow out, his body quickly returned to its normal size.
"If I have to give a reason each time I kill someone,"
Julius Reed reached into the air, and the Grand Cyclone Longsword instantly flew back into his hand.
He looked at Black Wolf, who was barely hanging on to life, and chuckled lightly: "Then wouldn’t I have to write a ’Hundred Thousand Whys’?"
"You..."
Black Wolf slowly lifted his hand, tremulously pointing at Julius Reed.
"I told you, you shouldn’t have come."
Julius Reed, holding the Grand Cyclone Longsword, walked up to Black Wolf.
He leaned down close to Black Wolf’s ear and whispered, "Actually..."
Before he could finish,
He thrust his sword through Black Wolf’s body.
"Actually, I am Julius Reed. You from Deep Cold have already lost numerous masters to me, and the next one will be the Marshal."
"You..."
Black Wolf’s eyes widened as he desperately tried to struggle.
But his body no longer had the strength.
"I am a Grandmaster..."
Finally, with all the strength he could muster, he uttered these words.
And then he was silent.
"Bullshit Grandmaster!"
Julius Reed wiped the blood off the Longsword on him and said lightly: "Soon, I will redefine the standard for a Grandmaster. By then, you won’t even count as a fart."
Having said that, he waved towards the upstairs.
Templeton Lena immediately came down to handle the corpse.
Meanwhile, Julius Reed himself got into the sedan.
A sedan riddled with bullet holes.
Heading towards Gonzalez City Airport.
There, were Nelson and Little Bamboo.
