Nathan cast a brief glance at Yelchin before turning his attention back to Gregg. With a calm expression, he remarked, “I anticipated that your King-Class vampires would be the ones to confront me. It appears that you lack the courage to lead the charge yourself and have chosen to send a reckless man to meet his demise instead.”
Upon hearing Nathan's words, Yelchin's anger flared up like a raging fire. “You dare to call me reckless? Today, I will personally slay you and prove my worth. Prepare yourself for the battle!” Yelchin retorted. Nathan's voice turned cold as he responded, “Since you insist on seeking death, I shall grant your wish.” With that, he advanced toward Yelchin, ready to engage in battle.
Ding!
Yelchin brandished his colossal sword, its blade as thick as a bowl's rim, and challenged Nathan with a deep growl, “Draw your weapon so that no one can accuse me of unfairness.”
Nathan responded, “There's no need.”
After uttering those words, he swiftly increased his speed, charging toward Yelchin with the velocity of a lightning bolt. Yelchin was caught off guard by the astonishing speed of the attack. In a burst of fury, Yelchin raised his colossal sword high above his head, summoning the tremendous power of his move, Mountain Break.
The swing of his sword unleashed a formidable gust of sword wind, hurtling toward Nathan with incredible force. The sword, filled with overwhelming dominance, carried the momentum to cleave a mountain peak in half. As Yelchin's attack displayed its deadly force, Gregg's eyes lit up with excitement, and a smile of anticipation formed on his face. He was ready to cheer and shower praise upon Yelchin's remarkable display of power. However, before his cheer could escape his lips, Nathan swiftly reacted and made his move.
To their astonishment, Nathan defied all expectations and raised his left hand, catching Yelchin's colossal sword with his bare hand. At that moment, Gregg was taken aback, and a thought crossed his mind, Could someone possess such immense confidence and arrogance?
Buzz!
As Nathan swiftly and cleanly caught the colossal sword that Yelchin had swung down with his bare left hand, the giant blade emitted a trembling hum. Yelchin was taken aback by the audacity of Nathan, who appeared gentle and refined, yet had the courage to catch his powerful strike with bare hands, despite his seemingly smaller stature. His face contorted in shock, and his eyes widened in sheer astonishment as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.
“Duke Lionheart, you are not that strong.”
While speaking, Nathan tightened his grip on the blade with his left hand and unleashed a surge of power.
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