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Chapter 702
Vincent’s true energy swarmed toward Theodore.
Unable to withstand the force that darted toward him, Theodore paled and spat blood, before collapsing onto the
ground with no power to defend himself.
“How dare you?” The others did not expect Vincent to leap into action without warning and all started to roar in
rage.
One of the martial artists in the Semi Overlord State among the Fields stepped forward and charged toward
Vincent’s back in hope to force Vincent into letting Theodore go when he defended himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Know your place!” Vincent snorted and launched a punch against the attacker.
“Baam!”
Following the deafening sound, Vincent remained standing while the attacker was forced to back away.
There were different levels within the Semi Overlord State as well and the Kings did not get their titles for no
reasons at all. Even among martial artists of the same level, the Southern and Northern Kings were still one
of the very best!
Vincent simply casted a casual punch and the other Field member in the Semi Overlord State was forced to back
away.
No one in Springfield City, apart from martial artists in the Overlord State, would be capable of defeating
Vincent and Harold.
Vincent reached his arm and picked Theodore up from the floor like a ragged doll.
“Let Theodore go!” The other Fields were furious at the sight and all darted toward Vincent, while the martial artists
that Vincent and Benedict brought with them stepped up to fight the Fields.
Though Benedict and Vincent were outnumbered, they brought enough martial artists who were powerful enough
to hinder the Fields for a short period of time.
“Elder Field, if you don’t want your grandson to get hurt, I advise that you tell your family to stop!” Vincent grabbed
Theodore by the neck and glared at Walter warningly.
“All of you, stop right now!” Walter’s expression darkened as he called out.
Soon, the fight stopped, but the other Fields continued to surround Vincent and Benedict, prepared to launch
another attack at any moment.
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“Vincent, there’s always been an unspoken rule here in Springfield that the older generation cannot lay hands on
the younger ones! As the Southern King, you are a powerful figure in this city, yet you have raised your hand on
my grandson. Are you trying to declare war against the Fields?!” Walter roared.
“What a joke! Morgan is the one who injured and almost killed my daughter! You are the ones who refused to follow
that rule. If you can hurt my daughter, why can’t I do the same to the younger members of your family?” Vincent
burst into laughter as though he had heard the funniest joke.
“I’ve told you that we have nothing to do with your daughter and Leon’s injuries!” Walter said.
“Do you take me for a fool, Elder Fields? You know if you’ve done it, so enough with your games! I won’t fall
for your lies!” Vincent retorted.
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