Chapter 758 Wind des


    In a sh, more than a dozen wind des flew at Donald from different angles.


    Just when Lancelot was convinced that the man would definitely die, Donald suddenly grabbed


    Xylon, who was on the ground and used thetter as a shield.


    sh!


    Lancelot failed to stop the wind des in time, and one of them cut a gash in Xylon''s stomach. At


    once, blood gushed out of the wound.


    Donald then swung Xylon to his right just as a wind de flew over, and it swiped across Xylon''s


    arm.


    “You can see my wind des?”


    Lancelot gaped at Donald with incredulity written all over his face.


    He was only entrusted with the crucial task of guarding Durbaine Port because his Ste Warrior-


    level force field was more powerful than that of the average Ste Warrior.


    The invisible wind des were none other than his ultimate weapon that ensured his victory.


    “You''re calling these petty toys of yours wind des? Stop joking.” Contempt was etched across


    Donald''s features. It was as though he had no regard for the man''s so-called wind des.


    Narrowing his eyes, Lancelot snarled, “Let my brother go if you dare! Are you even a man to take


    him hostage?”


    “Sure. I''ll let him go, then.”


    Donald casually tossed Xylon aside as though discarding a piece of trash.


    Lancelot had never expected the man to agree so readily. Although he could not fathom the reason


    behind it, he would never squander such a golden opportunity.


    You can see my wind des, huh? Well, then. I''ll allow you to die knowing what killed you!


    He let out a loud roar, upon which the dozens of wind des in the air multiplied several folds.


    Subsequently, the wind des flew toward Donald from all directions. In Lancelot''s eyes, Donald


    was already dead without Xylon as a shield.


    In the next heartbeat, however, his expression froze.


    There was seemingly some sort of interference from intense wind pressure on the wind des in


    the air, and they hovered around Donald, unable to advance a single inch further.


    Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!


    A wind pressure circle appeared underneath Donald''s feet.


    At first, it merely swept away the dust and leaves on the ground.


    But as it increased in speed, a circr dent manifested on the ground.


    “This is impossible! You''re also a Ste Warrior with air maniption capabilities?”


    Sheer shock inundated Lancelot at the sight before his eyes.


    It was not only because of Donald''s agility that the man could fight Xylon head-on but also his


    strength that far surpassed that of thetter.


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    Hence, from that instant, Lancelot felt that Donald was most probably like Xylon, a Ste Warrior


    skilled at close-quartersbat.


    Why can he still control wind pressure when he''s so great at closed-quartersbat?


    Sneering, Donald retorted, “Cut that crap. Your understanding of a Ste Warrior''s capabilities is too


    shallow. Didn''t you say that these toys of yours are wind des just now? Let me show you a real


    wind de!”


    Unclenching his right hand, Donald waved it casually.


    A sharp gust of wind pressure headed straight for Lancelot.


    It was so fast that Lancelot had no time to dodge, only realizing what exactly had happened when


    that gust of wind pressure swept past him.


    Such a feeling was downright petrifying. It was as though a high-speed train zipped past him by an


    inch.


    Bang!


    Jerking his head back, he was promptly greeted by the sight of a corner of the warehouse behind


    him having been severed by something or other.


    He gaped at the evenly cut surface. Had he not witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never


    believe that it had been cut by Donald with a wind de.


    No wonder he said that my wind des were a joke. I''m not his match! Verily, I''m far beneath him!