"You..."
None of them had ever expected Khalil to be so thick-skinned.
Despite being accused as a traitor, he did not forget to command his soldiers to continue collecting the spoils of war.
Right that instant, Riccardo flew into a blind rage and charged forward. He approached some of Team 5 soldiers and snatched their spoils of war, knocking several of them down with a series of loud bangs.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Do you want a fight?"
"Bring it on!"
As the two teams glowered at each other, seemingly about to break into a confrontation, the atmosphere tensed.
Khalil's aura surged. His sturdy build seemed to have enlarged multiple times as he stomped forward like an ox, striding over to Riccardo, punching him in the face.
Riccardo was young and reckless. He wasn't going to back down from a fight.
Sensing the incoming attack,
Riccardo struck his right hand forward, smashing it against Khalil’s punch.
Bang!
The two collided, their energies roaring before erupting.
Riccardo's expression changed drastically. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
Upon noticing that, Khalil did not intend to stop as he continued moving forward. Lifting his right foot, he aimed it at Riccardo, who laid on the ground.
Sheldon and Sohail were flabbergasted. Screaming, they dashed towards Riccardo.
"Riccardo, run!"
"Khalil, stop!"
Right then, Khalil's energy was surging as if he seemed to have transformed into a wild beast. His bloodshot eyes flashed with wrath as he was about to stomp on Riccardo with all his might.
Although Sheldon and Sohail sprinted as fast as they could, they were too late. They could only helplessly watch as Khalil's right foot aimed at Riccardo.
At the critical moment, a bellow rang out.
"Get lost!"
Fade stood still, but as he struck his right hand forward, energy surged from his palm.
Khalil noticed Fade's action, and the corners of his lips widening into a disdainful sneer. His left hand struck back with a force of equal magnitude.
The two palms collided mid-air.
However, the scene of explosions that he had imagined did not happen.
Instead, Khalil's virtual palm was shattered by Fade's the moment they came into contact.
The force continued charging forward until it came smashing Khalil's left arm, followed by a series of cracks.
The enormous force shattered Khalil's left arm into pieces before his incomparably strong arm went limp, dropping by his side.
Khalil's face showed a trace of agony. Clutching onto his left arm, he turned to look at Fade with surprise written all over his face. "Who the hell are you?"
Fade ignored him and stepped forward to help Riccardo up. "Are you alright?"
Riccardo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and reassured, "Brother Chen, I'm fine."
"That's great. Take a good rest! I'll take it from here!" Fade nodded.
Hearing that, Khalil narrowed his eyes into a slit. Sizing Fade up, he said, "So, you' re Lundie! A member of the Combat Readiness Committee!"
"Since you know that, kneel down and admit to your mistakes!" Fade's voice was frighteningly chilly.
With his eyebrows raised to a scornful arch, Khalil retorted, seething, "You killed my brothers, Danyal and Daryl, and injured
Kohen. You' re the one who needs to apologize!"
At that, a thought flashed past Fade's mind. His eyebrows twitched as he muttered, "How do you know about Daryl's death?"
Before Fade could ponder on it any longer, Khalil lunged at him with a roar.
"bundle, goto hell!"
Khalil was considered quite strong. He had reached Stage 2 of Level 7.
If he was to fight against the old Fade, he could probably take him on.
Khalil, however, had no chance against the current Fade because the latter was, right then, at Stage 9 of Level 7.
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