Salute to the General novel Chapter 1789

How dare that Arnold challenge Nathan?

Ava was about to stop him from doing so subconsciously. Arnold wasn't worthy of being Nathan's opponent in her eyes.

However, Nathan stopped her.

Nathan said flatly, “I can't stand the Daviers' provocation anymore. How dare they hurt my friend? That's it. I'm going to crush them personally.”

With that, Nathan walked towards Arnold.

Having been adopted by the Daviers at a very young age, Arnold was a highly skilled hitman.

He became one of Clifford's sharpest blade after he came of age and had been unrivaled all these

years.

Looks like Nathan is probably the General of the North, Eurasia's God of War in disguise.

Arnold felt a rush of excitement upon the thought of the opportunity to fight with the God of War.

What an honor it would be if I can defeat the God of War!

His blood boiled with excitement and he was all fired up.

Nathan looked like he was moving slowly but was actually quick on his feet.

He was in front of Arnold in the blink of an eye.

Arnold struck out the moment Nathan was within range of attack. His blade flashed brightly

as it slashed in Nathan's direction.

He was confident that Nathan would be slashed in half with his speed if the blade lands on Nathan's body.

However, his vision suddenly blurred and he missed.

Nathan's icy voice sounded from his right side. “That's it?"

Arnold's swiped his blade in the direction of Nathan's voice in anger without even turning his head.

However, he missed once again.

His blood boiled as he launched another round of attacks at Nathan with everything he got.

Yet, dodging his attacks was like a stroll in the park for Nathan.

In a single breath, he had unleashed ten strikes at Nathan but none of them even grazed Nathan's shirt. He exploded in rage.

“Die!”

He roared in anger and slashed his blade towards Nathan.

His attack was powerful and unstoppable.

Even Ava, Thomas, and Ivan couldn't help but gasped in surprise at the attack as they worry for Nathan.