Chapter 467: Chapter 467 A New Power Rises
I actually managed to learn this technique on the spot!
Walton Greer’s heart filled with incredible shock! It had taken him several years to master the four symbols demonic seal, but I only needed such a brief moment?
"Buzz"
The golden glow in my palm expanded, growing larger and larger. The golden light covering my body completely faded away.
As I pushed my palm forward, the glow surged toward Walton Greer!
"Ah!!"
The instant they made contact, Walton Greer felt crushing weight bearing down on his shoulders—like ten thousand tons pressing against him!
He quickly pulled out a magical artifact to block the glow!
"Crack!"
But the magical artifact shattered instantly, and the glow kept advancing!
Walton Greer had no other option but to keep hurling magical artifacts at it.
One, two, three...
Several magical artifacts crumbled under the glowing force. Only when Walton Greer produced the clay pot did he finally manage to hold back the glow!
Though the glow didn’t crush Walton Greer, it quickly wrapped around his entire body.
The golden light flickered in the darkness. Everyone watched this scene with intense focus.
I did too, squinting slightly for a moment before shaking my head.
"I just learned it after all. Still not quite there..." I whispered.
The crowd looked at me with confusion, not grasping what I meant.
"Splash!"
Right then, the glow suddenly burst apart!
A pitch-black hole appeared before everyone’s eyes.
The hole showed up for just a moment, then vanished quickly.
As for Walton Greer—he was nowhere to be seen.
"He still managed to escape." I sighed.
I hadn’t fully grasped the four symbols demonic seal and had only tried using it, so naturally there were gaps in my execution.
If not for that, Walton Greer wouldn’t have had any chance to get away.
"A half-step Martial Marquis actually got driven off by a Grandmaster..."
"Walton Greer really lost in the most embarrassing way. Mason Raymond is such a freak..."
"If this guy reaches half-step Martial Marquis level, who could possibly stop him?"
They’d originally figured I had almost zero chance against Vance Johansson, but now their thinking seemed to shift.
If I stepped into the half-step Martial Marquis Realm, Vance Johansson might be the one who’d lose!
"Let’s go." Paul Randall waved his hand and walked away.
The rest of the crowd came up and congratulated me.
"Mr. Raymond is truly without equal in this world!"
"The first person in history to drive back a half-step Martial Marquis using Grandmaster power!"
"Mr. Raymond is a real legend!"
From far off, a video camera pointed in my direction.
The camera sat at quite a distance and could only catch a fuzzy outline.
I looked toward the camera and said slowly, "I plan to start my own sect. If anyone’s interested, you can come find me."
This idea had been growing in my mind for ages, and now was the perfect chance!
"I promise to give you enough resources," I said slowly.
"As long as your talent isn’t completely hopeless, I can get you to Grandmaster level within a year."
Hearing this, countless people felt instant attraction!
Reaching Grandmaster level in one year? Even top sects and noble families wouldn’t achieve that kind of speed, right?
"Mr. Raymond, are you saying... is that really true?" someone asked eagerly.
I nodded slightly and said, "Of course it’s true."
Victor Green quickly jumped in, saying, "Mr. Raymond is an elder of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion! And he has the Purple Spirit Fire! His word is his bond!"
Even so, nobody rushed to decide.
After all, my promises might not be trustworthy.
Plus, I have way too many enemies.
"Mr. Raymond, we’ll think about your offer and let you know." The crowd said one after another.
I naturally wouldn’t push them, so I nodded slightly and said, "Fine."
After saying that, I looked at Victor Green, Mya Winona, and Conrad Schroeder.
"Let’s go," I said.
The group nodded and followed me away from Yago Lake.
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Walton Greer ran dozens of miles before he dared stop and catch his breath.
"This Mason Raymond... he absolutely cannot be allowed to live!" Walton said through his pain.
"He already knows the Hydrating Tower’s secret... The Hydrating Tower... might not be safe anymore..." The raspy voice in Walton’s mind echoed.
Walton clenched his teeth and said furiously, "The Hydrating Tower must not end up in Mason’s hands!"
"If I can’t have it, I’ll tell the whole world! Let’s see what kind of power Mason has to protect the Hydrating Tower!"
Walton’s rage was overflowing. He’d originally planned to use Mason as a stepping stone to announce to the world that he’d reached half-step Martial Marquis Realm.
But he never expected the final result would be helping someone else shine!
Not only did he fail to establish his dominance, but he also became a laughingstock!
"A half-step Martial Marquis losing to a Grandmaster—you might be the first in history..." The raspy voice rang out again in his mind.
"Shut up!" Walton yelled angrily.
"Mason Raymond, just wait. If I don’t kill you, I swear I’ll never be human again!" A trace of viciousness flashed through Walton’s eyes.
——
At this moment, the Martial Arts Forum was buzzing with activity.
The video had spread throughout the entire forum, with almost everyone discussing this epic battle!
Mason Raymond, at Grandmaster Peak Form, had defeated Walton Greer—a record that completely changed people’s understanding!
"This Mason Raymond always brings us surprises."
"Yeah, first to force his way up the stairway to heaven, first to challenge the Capital City aristocratic families, and first to beat a half-step Martial Marquis while still in Grandmaster Realm..."
"Now I think Vance Johansson should be the one who’s scared, right? Hahaha!"
The Johansson family in Capital City.
At this moment, father and son sat in the study, their faces extremely dark.
"Walton, that waste, actually lost!" Klein Johansson said coldly.
After saying this, he looked at Vance and said coldly, "Mason Raymond defeated a half-step Martial Marquis while still in Grandmaster Realm. Do you still think he’s not worth worrying about?"
Vance said reluctantly, "Dad, what qualifications does Walton have to compare with me!"
Hearing this, Klein slapped Vance across the face!
"Foolish! Even if Walton isn’t your match, how big could the gap between you two really be?" Klein said coldly.
"If Mason steps into half-step Martial Marquis Realm before September 9th, do you think you have any chance of winning?"
Vance opened his mouth but couldn’t speak.
As Klein said, if Mason really stepped into half-step Martial Marquis Realm, the one who might lose in the end would be himself.
"I’ll start closed-door training right now!" Vance suddenly stood up.
"Before September 9th, I’ll try to break through to Martial Marquis Realm."
After leaving those words, Vance turned and left the Johansson family, heading straight for the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
Klein stayed silent, his eyes narrowing as he whispered, "We need to take certain steps now. We can’t let Mason keep growing."
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Capital City, Sean family.
Logan Sean’s military adviser stood beside him.
He held a mobile phone in his hand, and the video playing on the phone showed Mason’s fight with Walton Greer.
