Though he might have been the weakest among the Four Lords, a Ranker was still a Ranker. JaRyong could still feel the Fist Lord’s strike throughout his entire body, even after the rumbling had subsided. “Do you think he’ll be able to withstand that?” And with every punch, the mana in the air grew denser, overflowing into the central area of the Heavenly Demonic Cult. Though he wasn’t taken by surprise as much as JaRyong, he was still pretty shocked.Ī single strike from the Fist Lord was capable of shaking the top of Mt. HaMuk also clearly remembered what happened back then. That was a one-sided act of violence.ĭespite him having had most of the restrictions from the penalty removed due to the stage creation, JaRyong was taken down in an instant by YuWon. JaRyong thought back to his duel against YuWon. “Isn’t this just too great of a difference?” Though they couldn’t be compared to Pure-Bloods from giant guilds like Olympus, the Heavenly Realm, or Asgard, they were quite proud of their origins. Though they had now given up on climbing the Tower further, they were at one point also the center of attention for being Pure-Bloods from the Martial Realm. “He’s probably fundamentally different from us. “How can someone that’s only climbed up to the 10th Floor be so strong?” He ended up remembering the duel between JaRyong and YuWon. HaMuk burst out in laughter from JaRyong’s question. “Are you saying I got wrecked by a kid then?”
It was natural for him to warm up before a fight, but this time around, there were different feelings mixed in with his actions. The Fist Lord was the most combative of the Four Lords. HaMuk, who was standing besides JaRyong, looked over at one of the peaks of Mt. “I think he plans on completely crushing the challenger, disregarding the fact that the Heavenly Demon is favoring him.” “The Fist Lord seems very angry,” he said.
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