“Get them!” Jon was clearly impatient, and he waved his hand to signal the two darker- get in the way.
skinned men to go first. “Kill the kid with the stubborn mouth first so he won’t
”
“Understand!” The two big men clenched their fists as a faint white glow appeared.
“They’re all profound masters!” Severin frowned as soon as he saw that. The group of people seemed
to havee from a rather strong background, and any one of them happened to be profound
masters.
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However, judging by the extent of the glow on the opponent’s fist, their attainment was probably only
that of a level one profound master. Grandmasters were divided into levels one. to nine, with nine being
the most powerful, and the same level applies to profound masters. The two dark-skinned individuals
were level one masters.
As their name suggests, profound masters were those who were able to profoundly absorb the
essence of earth and sky for their use. Those who used suchbat strength differed from those who
could only use physical attacks. Level nine grandmasters would have difficulty killing a level one
profound master, but conversely, it would be easy for level one profound masters to kill a level nine
grandmaster.
“Die, kid!” In a sh, the two dark-skinned men attacked Severin from both sides.
“Hehe, how arrogant!” Severin chuckled and took the initiative to meet their attacks. His speed was
unbelievably fast, and before his two opponents could even react, he ducked and delivered two firm
punches that sent the two men flying out.
A dull thump was heard, and the two ck men flew more than ten meters back before crashing to the
ground, never to stand up again.
“But how?” Jon was terror-stricken as soon as he saw what had happened, and who could. me him
when two level one profound masters were killed by Severin’s hand.
“I didn’t expect someone like that to exist in Brookbourn. Get him, guys!” Jon motioned for the others to
join in.
Those individuals stepped forward one by one and lunged forward abruptly as streaks of white. light
appeared on their fists.
“Sigh, didn’t I just say that you wouldn’t be a match for them?” Zenoah could not help but sigh. Though
he did not know much about cultivation, he was aware that those who could. produce a white glow on
their fists numbered one-in-a-hundred and had strength that far outpowered ordinary people. Every one
of Jon’s men were the same, and even though Severin might be powerful, he could never be able to
face so many people.
“The glows don’t seem all that bright!” Severin smiled faintly. Those people were like ants to him, and
judging from the strength of the glow on these people’s fists, the more powerful ones were nothing
more than level three profound masters. He might even be able to kill them. without using any of his
spiritual energy.
Severin then charged forth in a sh after ending his sentence. A quick session of muffled blows
was heard, and the men who had surrounded him were struck back one by one. They were no match
for Severin at all, and every single person was beheaded right then and there.