Chapter 128


    "Is thisd truly fifteen? He looks at least eighteen."


    "What''s his background? Could he be the Commander''s bastard son, brought along for an


    education?"


    The protégés of the Earthbound Spirits were not only mocking Cobalt Strike but also expressing


    their dissatisfaction. The sh of Eight Orders was known as the grandest gathering of the new


    generation in the Nortnds, and there had never been a Protégé below Stage IX or one as old as


    eighteen. It was a matter of pride, a source of honor for allpetitors. But Cobalt Strike bringing


    this youngster along affected the entire reputation of The sh of Eight Orders.


    Roald and the others frowned, displeased with the Earthbound Spirits'' jeers, but this time, no one


    spoke up, including Adirich. They knew vin''s temperament; there was no need for them to


    intervene.


    vin smiled faintly, shaking his clenched fist. "I propose a wager. Pick someone to withstand my


    punch. If I win, you apologize for your words. If I lose, I''ll shoulder my pack and leave Warriors'' Vale


    immediately."


    It was that simple and brutal. If anyone disagreed? It could be settled with a brawl.


    Ond and the othersughed. "You want topare fists with us, the Earthbound Spirits?"


    "To win over your pride, that''s what will make you ept it wholeheartedly." vin shook his arms


    loose and approached them. "Who will it be?!"


    "Are you serious, boy?"


    "Do I look like I''m joking?"


    "Heh, alright then. Since you insist, I''ll reluctantly ept." A muscr youth stepped forward, his


    solid muscles twining around his body like ropes. With his eyes zing like a tiger’s, he exuded an


    overwhelming presence. “The sh of Eight Orders has never had a precedent for participants in


    Stage VIII. Shall I clean up for Cobalt Strike?”


    “Be my guest!” Roald said indifferently.


    “Marak! From the Earthbound Spirits.” The youth tensed his entire body, twisting his fists inward,


    stirring up a fierce aura that even made the wooden doors of the hall tremble slightly.


    “Do you mind if I go a bit hard? You... won''t mind, right?"


    "Ha ha!! Come at me!!"


    vin warmed up, walking over unhurriedly. Within five steps, his gaze sharpened, and his joints


    cracked loudly as the Goliath Force surged within him. He tiptoed forward, then burst into action,


    elerating in three steps and leaping forward, swinging his fist toward Marak''s face.


    Ond and the other protégés merely smiled faintly, not even bothering to dodge.


    Marak casually raised his arms, crossed them to block, and met vin''s heavy punch with a cold


    face, as his aura steamed around his forearms. The kid must have trained some strength-based


    Combat Magic, right? But so what? To unt strength in front of a Protégé of the Earthbound Spirits


    was to court humiliation.


    vin''s rotating punch suddenly surged in strength, swift as thunder, and in an instant, it struck


    Marak''s arms.


    The power increased fivefold! An explosive force of eight thousand pounds!


    Marak''s expression changed drastically as he was caught off guard. His arms were smashed into


    his chest, his body lost control, and he stumbled back.


    "What?" Ond and the others were stunned.


    "Can you withstand it?" vin''s voice rose as he stepped forward, not giving Marak a chance to


    stabilize. His fists bombarded Marak continuously, thump after thump, like raindrops on his body,


    forcing him to keep retreating.


    In a matter of seconds, over thirty punches sted Marak back more than ten meters.


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    "Bastard!" Marak forcefully stabilized himself, ready to counter, but vin was upon him again,


    suddenly pushing out a palm, solidly striking the base of Marak''s neck and chin.


    Colossus Power!


    Marak flew backward, and vin flipped in ce, his leg sweeping out to his side like an iron whip,


    whipping Marak through the air.


    The whole crowd gasped, and even the elders stood up in rm.


    "Weren''t you supposed to take just one hit?" Ond and the others looked ufortable as the


    fight escted unexpectedly.


    "Did we say just one hit?" Cedrick sneered coldly.


    Just then, vin once again spun Marak through the air, grabbing his ankle. His muscles rippled


    with surging power, twirling him around and smashing him toward a nearby ornamental rock


    formation. The rocks crumbled, and stones tumbled down.


    The crowd inhaled sharply. That was ruthless!


    Marak was truly dazed; he thought he was just going to take one punch, but vin had been aiming


    for a vicious fight from the start, taking advantage of his weakness with a relentless onught,


    giving no chance for respite.


    "The Earthbound Spirits, is that all you''ve got?!" vin charged forward, spinning Marak around like


    a whip, thudding him against the ground, rock formations, stone tables, and even ancient trees.


    Marak tried several times to steady himself and resist, only to be forcefully sted away by vin''s


    ferocity.


    The scene was explosive, and even Roald and hispanions frowned frequently. This was getting


    out of hand!


    Suddenly, vin let go, flinging Marak through the air.


    The thunderous noise alerted the nearby guard patrols, as well as the elite Protégés from other


    Organizations. Numerous figures dashed through the stronghold, converging towards this location.