Chapter 765: Chapter 765 Power Of The Martial Saint
"From the Martial Saint?" Watson Thompson’s expression shifted, and everyone around turned toward the mustached man.
The mustached man spoke with a grim tone, "Absolutely, this strength definitely originates from the Martial Saint."
"So that means Leticia is wielding the Martial Saint’s power right now?" someone questioned.
The mustached man’s brow creased as he replied, "You could put it that way, but Leticia’s abilities pale in comparison to a genuine Martial Saint."
"Even if Leticia isn’t as powerful as a true Martial Saint, he’s still beyond what any Marquis could handle." Someone stepped forward with this observation.
"Exactly, I heard once that hundreds of Marquis warriors attempted to surround a Martial Saint, but they all perished at his hands."
"That being the case, Mason Raymond could be in serious danger."
"Leticia represents the Capital City Martial Arts Association, after all—they’ll definitely employ unthinkable methods."
Suddenly, everyone’s expressions turned grave.
"Leticia’s victory would be shameful, but if Mason Raymond falls, at least it would be with honor," someone remarked coldly.
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Up ahead, Leticia suspended me in the air.
His dark palm clamped around my skull with crushing force, sending waves of agony through me.
"What’s wrong, Mason Raymond? Where did your abilities go?" Leticia mocked.
"Is this really all you can do?"
Blood trickled from my mouth, and my wounds were serious.
I attempted to break free but discovered Leticia’s strength was overpowering—escape was impossible.
"Leticia, just finish him off!" Ms. Zackary yelled.
She understood that I might be concealing too many unknowns.
Leticia glanced at Ms. Zackary and smirked, "Mason Raymond, you heard that? Ms. Zackary wants me to end you."
"You must be quite remarkable if Ms. Zackary is this worried about you."
While speaking, Leticia’s grip on my head tightened even more.
"Ah!!!"
The torture made me cry out in anguish.
I felt like my skull might shatter, even my spiritual consciousness was shaking.
"Venerable Fifth Mountain!"
Right then, I suddenly called out and released a magical artifact!
The Venerable Fifth Mountain crashed toward Leticia instantly!
Leticia snorted coldly, raising his left hand to deflect it, but discovered the Venerable Fifth Mountain was incredibly massive and couldn’t be stopped!
Left with no alternative, Leticia had to hurl me aside and retreat quickly!
Taking advantage of the moment, I swiftly backed away.
At the same time, several pills materialized in my hand and I shoved them into my mouth.
As the medicine hit my stomach, my injuries improved considerably.
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"Mason Raymond! Stop fighting him, his strength comes from the Martial Saint—you can’t match him!" the mustached man called out.
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I looked toward the mustached man and gritted my teeth.
"Martial Saint’s power... That explains it." I drew a deep breath.
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"Mason, get out of here now! Leticia is a dangerous man!" the mustached man shouted.
"Quiet, you irritating pest!"
At that moment, Ms. Zackary suddenly lashed out at the mustached man.
The mustached man quickly seized Watson Thompson and fled several hundred meters away.
"You little wretch, you’d better stay silent, or I might decide to kill you first," Ms. Zackary said menacingly.
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On the mountain.
I clenched my teeth.
This was my only shot at finding Mabel Sean. If I abandoned this now, I had no idea when another chance would come.
"Martial Saint’s power... I want to test it myself." I took a deep breath.
I made fists and the golden radiance emerged once more.
Then, I grabbed the Absolute Beginning Sacred Fist and rushed at Leticia again!
This time, Leticia stayed still, allowing my Absolute Beginning Sacred Fist to connect with his body.
"Clang!"
A massive collision rang out, echoing loudly!
My body was immediately knocked back several steps!
Meanwhile, Leticia’s dark skin remained sleek and undamaged.
"Can’t even penetrate his defense..." My brow furrowed deeply.
Seeing this, Leticia burst into wild laughter.
"This is your strength? Pathetic, absolutely pathetic!" Leticia roared with madness!
My expression turned cold, and with a twist of my wrist, the bronze sword appeared in my hand.
This bronze sword could even scratch the Immortal Slaying Sect’s entrance, so naturally, Leticia’s flesh meant nothing.
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"Leticia, that sword is special. Watch out!" Ms. Zackary warned.
Leticia, who was like a mama’s boy, followed Ms. Zackary’s instructions.
So, he immediately focused on Mason Raymond, controlled his breathing, and became serious.
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I ground my teeth, my hands clutching the bronze sword, and my spiritual energy flowed into it.
Wave after wave of brilliant light began streaming across the bronze sword’s surface, and the threatening presence filled the air immediately.
"Nine Absolute Beginning Slashes, the third slash!" I lifted my hand for the third strike!
I knew perfectly well that the first two strikes wouldn’t harm Leticia!
The towering sword light manifested!
A frightening aura flooded the entire mountain valley!
"Ah!"
I let out a furious shout, and the bronze sword in my grip slashed fiercely at Leticia!
Leticia didn’t dare take it lightly—he bellowed loudly, raising both fists to meet the sword light head-on!
"Boom!"
The clash of terrifying energies sent the spectators flying!
Even the well-dressed young nobles were coughing up blood!
As for Vance Johansson, he was on his knees, multiple bones fractured!
"How... how is this possible..." Vance Johansson was in excruciating pain, his face filled with humiliation!
Now, he couldn’t even endure the shockwaves from my battle!
"Such force, can humans really produce this..." The others whispered in amazement.
The light slowly faded, and Leticia was launched backward!
He looked down at me and smiled wickedly, "Looks like that’s your ace in the hole."
"Not even the third slash of the Nine Absolute Beginning Slashes can damage him..." My face looked terrible.
After gaining the Martial Saint’s Power, Leticia’s strength had reached unimaginable levels!
"Mason Raymond, now it’s my turn." Leticia’s hands moved gently, as if preparing some devastating technique.
In an instant, earth-shattering power gathered around his body.
Sensing this energy, everyone’s faces went deathly pale!
Even from far away, the power’s horror was palpable!
I instinctively stepped back twice, the intense energy giving me a strong sense of danger!
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"This is bad." The mustached man turned pale with fear, cold sweat forming on his forehead.
"Against this technique, even Mason Raymond definitely won’t survive!"
That power kept building, and under its influence, the entire space shook continuously.
"Do something!" Watson Thompson cried out frantically.
The mustached man stayed quiet, constantly stroking his beard, looking extremely worried.
"I’ve got it!" Right then, the mustached man seemed to think of something!
He quickly looked at Mason Raymond and yelled, "Mason Raymond, bring out the landscape painting of the masked woman!"
