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Chapter 5766 Tyson was captivated by Veron's beauty with just one glance. 'What a beautiful woman.
Bowen is so lucky to find such a beautiful woman from The Nine Mainland.’ Veron bit her lip tightly and was unhappy with how Tyson looked at her. At that time, Bowen finally reacted. He explained to Tyson while feeling very nervous. "General | was bringing my friend out for a walk. We did not mean to intrude into the forbidden area." Usually, Bowen would never be scared of Tyson if he bumped into the man. However, since Veron was with him, he would have to be polite to him.
Tyson sneered at the explanation. "How dare you complain when | saw you bringing an outsider into that forbidden area with my own eyes? Arrest them!" Several black armored rider armies surrounded Veron and Bowen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You—" Bowen was furious. He stepped
forward and yelled at Tyson, "My father is Kokun Elah. You have no right to arrest me." He wanted to treat Tyson with some respect, but he never expected Tyson to be so vicious.
He would look weak if he continued to treat Tyson with care, especially when the girl he liked was standing behind him. As such, he drew the machete he carried with him.
"What? Are you going to fight back?" Tyson curled his lips and mocked him. "Believe me when | say | will arrest you even if your father is here." He waved his hand to signal at the rider armies to make their move. The rider armies activated their power and attacked Bowen.
Veron appeared concerned as both parties prepared to fight. Her beautiful face was worried. "What should we do?" she asked Bowen.
Bowen was a strong man, but it was impossible for him to defeat SO many rider armies.
"Don't worry." Bowen looked confident as he
comforted her. "I'm here. | will never let them hurt you." He dashed forward with his machete. Shortly, Bowen and the rider armies fought vigorously on the staircases.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust within five minutes, a loud noise sounded. Bowen defeated the rider armies, who fell to the ground. Bowen was one of the Raksasa Tribe's most talented and powerful young adults. He once entered the Wild Deserted Secret Region and killed several enchanted beasts of Martial Saint rank half a year ago. He had demonstrated his strength.
As a result, defeating those rider armies was a piece of cake for him. Bowen, of course, did not kill them. He knocked them out with the back of his machete.
He's so strong.’ Veron was moved when she saw it. Her eyes twinkled as he looked at Bowen. 'Are the men from the Raksasa Tribe all so strong?’ When Tyson saw his men defeated by Bowen, his face fell. He looked at Bowen with an odd
expression a few seconds later. "The last time | saw you, you only had average skills. Within a few months, your ability skyrocketed. Today | am in a good mood. Let me teach you a few things." Tyson moved in an instant. He attacked Bowen with all his might. Bowen felt a tremendous amount of power coming at him at the time. His demeanor shifted. He used all his strength to fight back because he did not have time to think.
Their palms collided with each other. Bowen groaned and got blasted several meters away.
In the end, he fell to the ground beside Veron; his face looked pale.
Veron exclaimed in shock and quickly went to hold him. "Bowen! How are you?" Bowen shook his head to show that he was fine, but he secretly gritted his teeth and endured the pain. Tyson's attack almost broke his heart vein, he could tell. His energy and blood were rushing through his veins, and he was on the verge of passing out.