Chapter 580: Chapter 580 Confronting The Old Beast
The devastating energy blast made everyone around narrow their eyes.
Even Hawk Thompson felt a trace of threat.
His face turned serious, and his whole body burst with Qi Jin as he stared grimly at me!
"Boom..."
The light sphere kept building in my hand, expanding bigger and bigger. Looking at it, it looked like a massive sun!
My eyes coldly focused on Hawk Thompson.
"In this cramped space, even if you try to run, there’s no escape," I said icily.
Hawk narrowed his eyes and replied, "Run? I don’t need to run. Come at me!"
I said nothing more. I roared in fury and launched the light sphere at Hawk Thompson!
For a moment, the blazing white light blinded everyone’s sight!
It seemed like a sun had crashed down from above, with the burning blast rattling the whole space, making it buzz nonstop!
"Come at me!" Hawk bellowed in rage, his body covered in black-and-gold light as he pushed his hands toward the enormous light sphere!
"Boom!"
A massive explosion burst out! Using his armor’s defense, Hawk Thompson dared to use his body to block the strike!
"Clang!"
The tremendous force hurled Hawk backward dozens of meters!
Not just that, but even his black-and-gold armor had caved inward!
Hawk’s face changed slightly. He roared angrily, and his hands were instantly covered in Inner Strength as he battled with everything he had against the light sphere!
"Boom..."
This was a battle between Military Marquises, shaking the world around them!
*Hawk’s forehead swelled with veins as his sight almost disappeared completely, swallowed by blinding white.*
"Ah!!"
*Hawk screamed over and over, clearly crushed by the brutal pressure of this move.*
*His arms bulged with veins, and his body kept getting pushed down.*
Even the armor covering him cracked loudly in that instant!
"Shatter!"
With an angry yell, Hawk released his power to the max!
The light sphere finally started to fade slowly.
Hawk breathed hard, cold sweat pouring down his face.
He wiped the sweat off and laughed coldly, "Mason Raymond, I’ll give you this, that move gave me real trouble, but it’s not enough to beat me! You..."
Hawk hadn’t finished talking when his eyebrows creased slightly.
The four people using space techniques also looked confused.
"Where is he?!" Hawk yelled in anger.
"We... We don’t know either," the four answered awkwardly.
Looking everywhere, my figure was nowhere to be seen in the space.
Instead, the space barrier had a huge hole, and my figure had disappeared, leaving no sign!
"He actually ran during this chance," Hawk’s face darkened.
That’s when he understood—the light sphere wasn’t meant to push him back, but to distract attention and make a chance to get away!
"He tricked me," Hawk muttered as he breathed deeply, veins throbbing on his forehead.
Fury made his face turn pale.
I was sprinting away at this moment.
"Idiot, who wants to fight to the death with you," I mocked coldly as I ran.
*I didn’t completely know Hawk Thompson’ power.*
*But I knew perfectly well that the Martial Arts Association in the Capital City had endless techniques. Even if Hawk couldn’t kill me, they could still catch me somehow.*
I ran several kilometers before finally stopping.
I breathed deeply and frowned, saying, "Even a mid-term Military Marquis can still pressure me."
*I thought quietly in my heart—if we really fought to the death, it was tough to say who would win or lose.*
*But even if I barely beat Hawk, I’d probably be badly hurt.*
*At that point, the Martial Arts Association in the Capital City would easily grab me.*
——
Hawk Thompson tried to find Mason’s location again but realized his technique had already stopped working.
After all, all he had was a piece of Mason’s hair; it couldn’t work for long.
"Huff." Hawk’s face was slightly dark.
This was his first defeat.
"Interesting," Hawk sneered coldly.
He looked at the nearby men and said, "Call back and tell the local offices to hunt for him."
"Yes, Mr. Thompson," the people nodded quickly.
——
For the next two days, I didn’t pause to rest even once.
On the third day, I finally reached the airport in the Capital City.
As planned, today I would go with the Pavilion Master to a meeting.
Though I didn’t know what meeting it was, I trusted the Pavilion Master would never plot against me.
After waiting for over an hour, I finally saw the Pavilion Master’s figure.
"Lord Pavilion Master!" I rushed forward to greet her.
The Pavilion Master looked me over carefully, making sure I was unhurt, before nodding slightly and saying, "No problems these past few days, I hope?"
I smiled bitterly, "Problems, yes, the Martial Arts Association in the Capital City sent someone called Hawk Thompson."
Upon hearing Hawk’s name, the Pavilion Master’s eyebrows slightly creased.
"Did you meet him?" the Pavilion Master asked.
I nodded and said, "Yes, this guy’s power is amazing. Even if I gave everything, I might not be able to kill him."
Hearing this, the Pavilion Master seemed a bit shocked but was also somewhat happy as she said, "I never thought you’d grown to this level."
"Hawk Thompson is famous in the Capital City Martial Arts Association. Many world-famous Military Marquises have been caught by him. If you killed him, the Martial Arts Association in the Capital City would go crazy."
I said coldly, "Next time I meet him, I’ll kill him for sure."
The Pavilion Master smiled and said, "It’s time. We should go."
We got a car and soon headed to the meeting location.
On the way, I couldn’t help but ask, "Lord Pavilion Master, what kind of meeting are we going to exactly?"
The Pavilion Master said seriously, "A very important meeting, a meeting with big shots."
*Big shots?*
*If even the Pavilion Master called them big shots, this meeting must really be something special.*
After a two-hour drive, we finally got to the location.
The place wasn’t fancy, but it had authority and power.
The cars parked outside weren’t luxury cars; most were Audi A6s or Volkswagens.
"This is it," the Pavilion Master said.
She looked at me and added, "Remember to control your temper and don’t make rash comments. Otherwise, it’ll cause trouble."
Hearing this, I seemed to understand something.
*This meeting was probably with government people.*
"Got it," I nodded.
Right then, another car came from nearby.
As the car stopped, I saw a familiar person get out.
It was none other than Phoebe Billy!
Next to him stood an old man in a white robe, his hair completely white.
