Chapter 41 41:Brawl Of Destruction

Chapter 41 41:Brawl Of Destruction

The entire room becomes silent with Jonathan's lips opening wide in disbelief.

The question of whether it was the same guy whom he beat previously started ringing in his mind.

"Huh!A Martial Grand....."Leon's voice trailed off seeing the huge bear-like man

Name:Joe

Age:35

Realm:Grade 3[~Early Martial Grandmaster Strength type]

Leon felt a lump stuck in his throat. If not for the serious situation, he would jump and scream.

'Now what the fuck is this?'

Leon then checked his stats before proceeding.

......

Host:Leon Befort

Age:19

Status:

Nobody as Leon

Rookie assassin as Noel Star

Species:Human[2% Dragon]

Class:Madman[Activated]

Luck: 212

Family Net Worth:189.23 Billion Dollars Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

Personal Net Worth:112.2million Dollars

[Don't be complacent just because you have some sum in your pocket

Realm:Peak Martial Master

Kill Points:215

Counter Attack points:74

Health:350/356(0.35 HP/sec)

Stamina:344/384(0.12 stamina/sec)

Spiritual Qi:340/340(0.075 Spiritual Qi/sec)

Special Physique:None

Meridians or Vein Tier:Tier 9

Strength: 92[+9.2]

Agility: 89[+8.9]

Vitality:89[+8.9]

Constitution:94[+9.4]

Spiritual Veins Potential: 85[8.5]

Charm:98.5

[Note:Advancing Martial Master would add 20 points and generally the Max stat for each is 90 unless you use a special method to overcome it like extraordinary physique or boosting things. Congratulations you managed to cross the threshold due to the integration of Dragon Blood and with the Madman class equipped, you are deadly in the same realm don't get overconfident and get your ass kicked.]

[The charm 100 value represented here is that of a mortal.]

[Literary Skill]

Chess (Elementary), Driving (Intermediate), Swimming (Advanced), Stock Trading (Intermediate), Diplomacy (Intermediate), Business Art (Intermediate), Piano (Advanced), Violin (Advanced), Singing (Intermediate), Programming (Advanced), Equestrian(Intermediate), Shooting(Intermediate)

[Techniques]

(Sword Art)

<<Ethereal Wind Blade>>

(Dragon Art Series):Mythical Tier

Joe's eyes narrowed seeing Leon standing on his feet with a hunched back.

His hands slamming his neck trembled a bit. It felt as if it struck a huge, hard, heavy metallic wall.

Leon spat and wiped off his lips.

This was the effect of the Pseudo Draconic Body. The epidermal layer of skin would harden like a crystal once Leon used it.

"That hurt a bit."

Leon smiled eerily, making Joe uncomfortable.

"Did you...Did you just manage to take a hit from me?"Joe glared at Leon with murderous intent and its two eyes seemed to spit flames of rage.

"You aren't a mere Martial Disciple."

Joe didn't wait for Leon to answer and slammed his body from such a close distance.

Leon's body was sent flying two or three meters as he grimaced in pain and a small trail of blood slid from the corner of his lips

However, instead of feeling despair before the man, Leon laughed inwardly.

The attack of Martial Grandmaster hits hard but all the injuries and bruises were external. As long as he circulated Qi, his epidermis toughened up enough to bear the full strength but this guy was unusual as Leon wasn't able to feel his Qi.

And all this was the effect of Pseudo Draconic's body. Leon couldn't even imagine what would happen if he had a true Draconic Body.

Joe's body bulged, bursting out the upper body more.

"Just what kind of drugs are you taking....?"

Without giving Leon a chance to rest, Joe rushed in Leon's direction. It was like the mad charge of a bull.

Swish!BANG!

Leon ducked down a bit and Joe hit the wall creating a hole. Bending down, he slides through the gap between the two legs and stands up, hardening his fist, Leon breathed out and glared at Joe before punching.

Joe curling his fist turned around abruptly with great momentum.

BANG!

A powerful blasting sound reverberated throughout the place when their fist connected.

The strong gust took Jonathan and his woman by surprise who jumped up and took cover behind the seat with a shriek.

Jonathan was scared seeing the thin man going head-on against that monstrous man. Jonathan had tried to fight back but it was a flick...

All it took was a mere flick to send him flying...

And the man whom he thought of as an ant managed to stay on the grounds after the clash.

The three women beside him were already shivering by sticking close to him trying to find solace in his arms.

....

"DAMN!"Leon grumbled stepping back a bit.

It wasn't long before the hands separated, a low groan escaped from Leon's lips as he felt his hand shatter upon meeting the first. But the rush of adrenaline and excitement of fighting an equal made his blood boil compelling him to clash fists trying to gauge the limit of his Pseudo Draconic Body.

Joe's condition wasn't far better as he felt his hands being pulverized.

'Why is his body so fucking hard? Is he a body cultivator?'

Ignoring the pain, Leon clenched his left fist immediately and followed up with another punch by turning his body around to use the momentum of the previous punch.

"HUAAG!"

Joe grunted as he barely managed to react on time as not even a second hadn't passed since the first clash and he was quite slow as all he had was explosive strength. He raised his hand and blocked using his forearm.

BANG!

Another powerful blast shot out as Joe skidded back and his back thrashed on the wall. A pained shout escaped from his lip as he lost his balance for a moment

Seeing this, Leon bent his body to the floor and arching his back, he took the posture of a runner who was going to run a marathon.

"My Idol wrestler once said..."

"Spear everyone, spare no one."

Propelling all his strength onto his legs, he shot with all his power using the soles of his feet.

The floor cracked and leaving behind a blur, Leon's body tearing off the air shot forward.

Like an arrow, Leon slammed his head onto Joe's torso.

BOOOOOOM!