The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 1149

It was just a shoulder strike, yet it yielded such formidable power.

Paulo couldn't understand how Donald managed to do it, but he knew that if even Davide couldn't handle Donald, then they would have no choice but to surrender.

"It seems your brother isn't as impressive as I thought. Do you have anyone more formidable?" No sooner had Donald's voice faded than a dark shadow zipped through the sky.

He dodged, tilting his head just in time to avoid a piece of rubble that grazed his face.

The stone was just an ordinary stone, yet its speed exceeded Donald's expectations.

Could it be that the fool has broken through to the Manipulator Realm?

Donald narrowed his eyes, looking towards Davide.

Sure enough, Davide slowly rose from the dust, radiating an entirely different aura.

This fool actually managed to have a breakthrough on the battlefield and reached the Manipulator Realm!

"A Divine Paladin! My brother has actually advanced to become a Divine Paladin!" Paulo exclaimed.

Despite being a low-level Stella Warrior, he had limitations in his innate cultivation talent, and as a result, he remained a modest Duplet Stella Warrior without the ability to ascend further.

Still, even though he lacked talent, he retained a sharp eye for detail.

Feeling his brother's aura growing stronger, Paulo, who was a bit apprehensive just moments ago, suddenly found his confidence.

There are less than three hundred Divine Paladins in all of Iugrea. Now that my brother has broken through to become a Divine Paladin, it means that no matter what, his combat power ranks among the top three hundred in Iugrea. With this level of strength, I'm sure he can defeat a low-ranking manager from Yorksland!

Davide's sudden breakthrough was indeed starting to put some pressure on Donald.

The fresh blood flowing from the former's body solidified on the surface of his skin, forming something akin to armor.

As the armor rapidly enveloped Davide's body, Donald couldn't afford to be complacent. Closing in with a brisk step, he unleashed a forceful punch directly at Davide's chest.

In Donald's mind, he reckoned that since Davide had already endured two consecutive heavy blows to his chest, it would be nearly impossible for him to withstand another one.

He never would have thought that his punch, which had landed squarely on Davide's chest armor, wouldn't cause the man any harm at all.

Donald felt as if he had struck a piece of hard iron, his fist rebounding directly.