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Chapter 142

"Let me go…" Dracor flailed helplessly, his face red as he gasped for air.

At that moment, not only was he bewildered by the sudden twist of events, but he was also filled with dread!

He thought that he was a big fish in a small pond like Swinton. Who knew that he would end up sparring against a divine-level martial artist here?

A divine-level martial artist in his twenties? It was unheard of in all of South City. How could such an invincible fighter appear in Swinton?

"Fuck, this punk is incredible! Even our guild master was defeated by him!" The disciples of the White Dragon guild whispered among themselves in disbelief.

Seeing as their leader had been defeated, some of them slipped away as fast as they could.

"Dracor, seems like your disciples aren’t as loyal to you as you thought." Dustin smirked.

"Who—Who the hell are you?" Dracor gritted his teeth as his veins popped from the pressure.

He didn’t have the energy to struggle any further.

"That’s not important right
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Gavyn Oleander
The Nicholson family always amaze me with their arrogance and stupidity.
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