Chapter 1084 The Power Of The Shadow Assassin Clan (1)
Hardy’s voice wasn’t loud, but it landed clearly in the ears of the martial warriors from the Olant Federation.
Manka’s expression changed. The other martial warriors also turned grave. There was a moment of hesitation.
They were afraid at the start, but the appearance of a heaven-stage martial warrior allowed them to have the confidence to attack this planet.
However, the cosmos-stage martial warrior’s tone was too contemptuous. This meant that he had confidence in his words. The fear in their hearts rose again.
“Did that brat manage to inherit the baron title from the Great Qian Empire? If not, why would there be a cosmos-stage martial warrior here?” Alston asked with a gloomy face.
“Impossible! The Great Qian Empire is a high-tier civilization. He’s just a nobody without any background. How can he inherit the title? What right does he have?” Kloet asked with a black face. His gaze turned sharp. “Don’t think too much. Let Manka test him first,” Qing Lun glanced at him and replied calmly. She seemed to think that his reaction was a little huge.
Outside, Manka was standing opposite Hardy, whose face couldn’t be seen. The atmosphere tensed up.
Manka hesitated for a second before scoffing. “You sure sound confident. Our Olant Federation is a low-tier civilization and you’re just a cosmos-stage martial warrior. What right do you have to look down on us?”
“The Olant Federation? Hmph-” Hardy’s tone remained unchanged. He snorted and continued, “If you don’t believe me, you can
try.”
His scornful tone angered Manka. He sneered and roared in anger, “Alright, let me see what right you have to belittle us!”
Boom!
He turned into a beam of blood-red light as he dashed toward Hardy at the speed of lightning. He even created a sonic boom.
The symbol on Manka’s body started giving off a crimson glow. A thick stench of blood boiled inside him, strengthening his physical body, while a hideous giant ax appeared in his hands. He flung it at Hardy.
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Boom!
Along with an eruption, Force swept through the surroundings. Manka’s expression changed slightly. He felt his ax land in the air. It didn’t hit anything.
“How is that possible?” He was astounded and retreated immediately.
“Be careful!” Shouts were heard within the battlecraft.
Boom!
A strange blade glow shot out behind Manka. It slashed right onto his back.
Manka knew that something was amiss when he heard the sound behind him. However, he didn’t have the time to evade it.
He felt excruciating pain in his back. His entire body almost got torn apart, and he was thrown off his feet due to the powerful force.
A hundred meters away, Manka stabilized himself. He was in a bad state. Fresh blood stained his entire body, and there was a huge wound on his back. It looked gruesome and terrifying
He wiped the blood at the edge of his mouth. His face was pale, and he had lingering fears.
If he hadn’t released all his Force in time to block the attack, he would have been chopped into two.
How could he be so powerful?
The leader of martial arts and the others were overjoyed. The martial warrior Wang Teng sent was extremely powerful!
He was able to seriously injure an alien invader in a single strike. This was unbelievable!
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“Don’t put down your guard. The alien invaders win in numbers,” the leader of martial arts said.
Before the other could feel happy, they started frowning again.
“Is this all you have? As expected of a cosmos-stage martial warrior from a low-tier civilization.” Hardy’s figure appeared some distance away. The person behind the gray cloak seemed exceptionally relaxed and casual.
However, his response made Manka feel humiliated.
His race was one of the most powerful races in the Olant Federation. He rarely had any opponents. Yet, someone taught him a lesson today.
He didn’t have any chances of resisting this cosmos-stage martial warrior from who-knew-where. One attack and he was grievously injured. He nearly lost his life.
“Who are you?” Manka’s eyes turned bloodshot as he glared at Hardy.
“I’m just someone working for others,” Hardy said calmly. He wouldn’t say that he was a slave. He decided to put on an act.
Manka squinted. Indeed, this cosmos-stage martial warrior wasn’t from this planet. He was following someone’s order.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…
Kloet, Alston, Qing Lun, and the others flew out from the battlecraft.
Hardy’s power had given them a shock. They had to make an appearance. Manka alone wasn’t enough to stop the other party.
“Manka, are you alright?” Alston asked.
“Pfft.” Manka spat a mouth of blood. “I won’t die.”
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Qing Lun’s treatment skill was much better than Biluo and Alais’s. Although the injury couldn’t heal immediately, she was able to lessen its severity.
