Chapter 1090 Officially Challenge You To A Duel


    Nathan had killed Ross with a single punch. The formernguidly took his sword and stabbed it into


    the ground as he challenged in a chilly tone, "That''s it from one of the Twelve King''s Knights?”


    That''s it? Nathan''s words ignited Cicero''s anger.


    mes of rage danced in Cicero''s eyes as he solemnly asked the rest of his knights, “Who will


    come forward and kill this man?"


    "Me!"


    "I will!"


    "I''m at your service!"


    Three voices ovepped as three men of slightly different builds but simrly fierce expressions,


    stepped out. Their hands were pressed against the hilts of the swords.


    The three of them were also among the Twelve King''s Knights.


    They walked out at the same time, but weren''t civil in the least. They didn''t intend to fight one-on-


    one with Nathan, but approached him together, ready to join forces and bring him down.


    When the Smith''s saw this, they couldn''t help but curse, "Shameless! They''re ganging up on him


    like cowards!"


    Standing among the big figures lined up by the side, Gabriel sneered, "Mr. Trumbo is here to


    avenge his son, not to see who''s the better fighter. So, why should we fight fair?"


    The Smiths were enraged!


    Meanwhile, the three knights had already drawn their swords and were now charging towards


    Nathan. They swung their swords at Nathan, intending to hack him down in whatever way they


    could.


    Within that split second, Nathan had already made his move.


    He extended his arm and yanked the fallen knight''s sword from the ground, wielding it in a typical


    manner by swinging it horizontally with lightning speed.


    ng...


    The knights'' swords were broken into half by Nathan with a clean sweep of his sword.


    In the next second, Nathan''s sword glinted under the light as it shed across the three knights''


    exposed necks.


    They held their necks as blood gushed through their fingers and out of their mouths. Their struggles


    to stay upright were futile as they copsed onto the ground, and stopped moving after a short


    while.


    Everyone eximed in horror.


    Gabriel and the lot stared at Nathan in shock.


    Nathan had killed four of Cicero''s capable men without so much as breaking a sweat. He wasn''t


    one to be easily killed.


    Cicero sucked in a sharp breath,pletely dumbstruck.


    He had put in a lot of effort in training the Twelve King''s Knights, and they were the most loyal and


    competent fighters under hismand.


    He had always brought along the Twelve King''s Knights into the African tribes which were crawling


    with warlords. Cicero ventured there whenever he pleased, and no one could match against his


    knights.


    Hence, he couldn''t understand why his knights had be so weak when they came to this nation.


    Nathan had killed three knights with one sh of his sword. Even so, he did not push the


    advantage. All he did was stab the sword back into the ground, cross his arms over his chest,


    before asking in a bored tone, "Anyone else?"


    Cicero''s face drained of all colors.


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    He nced at his men behind him. Although he had brought a lot of men, but they would be useless


    if even the Twelve King''s Knights weren''t a match fortheir opponent. He had no choice but to call


    forth the Fierce Four.


    The Fierce Fourprised of the four most skilled and fiercest warriors under hismand.


    They were Sword-Master John, Dagger-Master Hans, Hammer-Master Sol, and Shield-Master


    Chris.


    Cicero looked at the Fierce Four, and said in a stern tone, "Which of you four is willing to fight to


    defend the sacred principles of Eaglnd''s warriors?"


    Sword-Master John narrowed his naturally elongated eyes into slits as he stared at Nathan coldly,


    "This b****** killed our four knights. As the Sword-Master, I am willing to take his life with my sword!"


    Cicero smiled in satisfaction when he heard that. "Very good. Show him the power of Eaglnd''s


    Sword-Master, John! No one shall underestimate our capabilities!"


    Sword-Master John, who was d in a set of white noble garments, and armed with a long sword


    that glinted menacingly, slowly stepped forward.


    He walked to stand about five meters away from Nathan, then halted. He took off the white glove


    covering his left hand, throwing it onto the ground in front of Nathan''s feet and spat coldly, "I, Sword-


    Master John, hereby officially challenge you to a duel."


    Rating the Trantion Will Gain Two Pearls.