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Chapter 881

Two pheasants flew out from the grass.

Bladesman Divus sighed and casually waved his hand. The sword.

next to him flew directly toward Nash.

When Nash saw that, he hopped onto the sword.

Bladesman Divus lifted his right index finger and middle finger together.

The sword carried Nash to the top of Sigur Cliff.

“Swordsman, your ten days are up. Today, I’ll come to take your head

to fulfill my promise to the Zell family!”

His voice was like a bell, echoing in every direction.

As he said that, Nash slowly appeared in front of The Swordsman.

Nash got off the sword and stood on the edge of the cliff to face b

He took off his sunglasses and kept them in his coat pocket.

The Swordsman sneered, “You’ve got quite the big mouth. I bet

end your life with three slashes!”

As soon as he said that, he flew toward Nash in a blink of an eye.

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With his third eye, he foresaw The Swordsman in front of him, so he swiftly dodged him. Next, he

swung his fist at him, creating a sonic

boom.

His punch was like a dragon emerging from the sea. It was

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unstoppable, and the explosion stirred up a violent storm.

The Swordsman frowned and withdrew the Seven Deadly Swords to dodge Nash’s fist.

Boom!

The rubble under The Swordsman’s feet started vibrating.

Nash turned into an afterimage, launching frantic attacks on The

Swordsman.

Shadows of fists rained down on him like a violent storm.

“Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist!”

The Black Wind Twins said simultaneously, standing outside the

Duersons’s tent.

Bladesman Divus saw the reflection in the stream and squinted.

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On a mountain peak thousands of meters away, an enchanting man,

in a black robe was frowning.

Duncan said in a deep voice, “What is ‘Eight Desolate Crumbling F

Black Gem did not want to answer his junior’s question.

Master Peter turned to look at him.

He smiled and said, “The Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist is a long-los

Heavenly Martial Technique!”

Duncan looked intrigued. “Is it very powerful?”

Black Gem said, “It depends on who’s using it. If I use it, Sigur Cliff

would crumble to the ground with a single punch!”

The color drained from Duncan’s face when he heard that.

Dumbfounded, he said, “How… How is that possible?”

Sigur Cliff was 800 meters above sea level and more than 200 meters

in diameter. Even if ten tanks were to bombard it for a month and a

half, it would barely make a dent.

How could he flatten Sigur Cliff with just one punch?

Duncan was in disbelief that such words would come out of Black

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Gem’s mouth.

Rumble!

A loud thunder brought Duncan back to reality in an instant.

He looked up at the top of the mountain and saw countless one-meter

-wide rocks exploding everywhere.

It was utterly shocking!

TiThe onlookers were so shocked that they forgot to dodge.

Only when the sword forms in the sky blasted the fall ocks into

didust did they come to their senses, and they bowed in

totoward Bladesman Divus sitting by the stream.

Meteanwhile, the National Martial Bureau and the Special S

Department were petrified too.

Bobby’s jaw was on the floor. “H-How is that possible?”

The foforce of the punch caused a large area of the Sigur Cliff to

collapse.

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Even those in peak Mystique Loyalty Realm would not be able to

achieve that.

Tristan’s deep gaze shone brilliantly. He turned his head and smirked. “Are you panicking, Mr. Olsen?”

He was fortunate enough to have a good relationship with Nash. He even provided jobs for the group of

tomb robbers in the National

Archaeological Institute.

Bobby pretended not to hear him. He stared at Nash standing in the

thick smoke.

Tristan withdrew his gaze and looked up at Nash’s thin silhouette.

Who would have imagined that the terrifying destruction just now was caused by that scrawny figure on

the mountain?

Otis lowered his gaze in contemplation.

“Otis, where do you think Nash learned his punching technique?”

Tristan turned sideways to look at Otis.

“Of course, he learned it from Mr. Calcraft,” Otis said with a

“How could Mr. Calcraft not teach such techniques to Fr

Island Lord? That’s unfair!” Tristan said bitterly.

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“Only those who are worthy of it can practice it. Otherwise, no how powerful the technique is, you won’t

be able to grasp the

essence of it!”

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