Shaking the World

Fred looked at Pompeiac with a trace of dissatisfaction. With this unstable factor, it would bring many unknown troubles to his leader. As a team leader, what he dislikes the most is this kind of extreme egotism. Rebels, this kind of person will have a great influence on their leadership.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, Fred turned his gaze to Lorraine again, and said: "Lorraine, I can't stop him every time, I'm just a temporary team leader, now, I've helped you once, I hope you You can listen to my opinion. If you have something urgent to do, you can leave first and entrust your sister to me. Don't worry, I, Fred, guarantee with my personality that your sister will not be harmed in the slightest. Hurt, when you finish your work, we can make an appointment in Naluo City, and I will return your sister to you intact, and I can also gift her many novelty toys from our city, I believe you My sister will love it."

Lorraine looked at Fred with a calm expression, and said, "Forgive me for not being able to trust you, my sister, I will protect myself."

With that said, he took Neriel's hand and turned to leave.

Seeing that Lorraine was about to leave, the boy who jumped out just now glanced at Fred, and found that although he failed to persuade him, he seemed to have no intention of preventing him from leaving.

The young man looked at Pompeiac again. He knew that the person the young master wanted would not let him go so easily. Sure enough, after feeling his gaze, Pompeiac turned his head slightly, and a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The boy immediately understood, and stepped up to chase Lorraine.

"Country boy, don't be ashamed of yourself!"

The young man sneered, jumped up, raised his grudge-wrapped right fist, and was about to punch Lorraine hard, not caring at all whether his punch would directly kill him.

"Are you here to protect your sister? Ha! Why do you protect her? Let me talk to you first!"

The other teenagers saw him make a move, but none of them came out to stop him, including Fred, who just watched with cold eyes. In their opinion, this kid was indeed a bit ignorant, and being beaten up was a small lesson.

The wind of the fist roared, and in just one sentence, the boy's fist had already come to Lorraine's back!

Lorraine sighed helplessly, let go of Neriel's hand and turned around, stretching out his slender five-fingered palm to meet the boy's fist.

boom!

The stone-like grudge on the surface of the boy's fist hit Lorraine's palm first, and there was a sound of boulders colliding. Even through the grudge, the boy could feel the powerful counter-shock force, and his wrist hurt.

"what?!"

At this moment, not only the boy who attacked Lorraine, but also the rest of the onlookers showed expressions of disbelief. Even Fred, the four leaders including Pompeiac, had a look of astonishment and shock in their eyes !

Lorraine's body didn't have the slightest fluctuation of fighting spirit, but that ordinary palm received a blow from the fighting spirit of a warrior in the middle stage of the fourth rank!

What a strong body is this?

Could it be that this guy's body has gone through the stage of tempering his body?

Tenth rank martial arts?

Suddenly, an idea came to everyone's mind that even they themselves couldn't believe it.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old tenth-rank martial artist, is there such a person on the mainland?Has there ever been such a person in history?It seems that there are none!

The strong wind blew past, just blowing Lorraine's clothes.

A blow from a Tier [-] martial artist without fighting skills did not have the slightest pressure on Lorraine's body, which was already comparable to that of a Tier [-] martial artist.

The left hand easily blocked the opponent's fist, the right hand was raised to make a fist, the muscles bulged slightly, and the left foot took a step forward, Lorraine said lightly: "Just rely on this fist."

At the same time that the plain voice rang in the young man's ears, a fist without any fighting spirit had already come to his chest.

boom!

The young man's fighting spirit, which looked like flowing water but was stronger than a rock, was instantly dissipated, and the fist did not stop, and it was firmly imprinted on the young man's chest.

"Wow!"

The young man felt a tightness in his chest, and he flew backwards uncontrollably. Due to the force of the downward punch, the young man's back quickly touched the ground, and after rubbing for a certain distance, he stopped in a whirl. down.

The young man covered his chest with one hand, and propped his upper body on the ground with the other hand, and straightened his upper body. Because his whole body was entwined with fighting spirit, he didn't even scratch his clothes during the rolling, and he looked unscathed, but his chest seemed to be bombarded by a heavy hammer. The pain is unbearable!

What a powerful force!

He had no power to parry that seemingly ordinary punch. His grudge was like crunchy cheese in front of the opponent's fist, and he was instantly defeated!

How could this be?

He didn't feel the fluctuation of grudge from the opponent, and it was the same at the moment of striking. He was able to defeat him with pure physical strength. What level of warrior was the opponent?

The boy looked at Lorraine and began to tremble violently.

"No, it can't be a great warrior, this kid is a body of strength."

When all the teenagers were shocked, a voice suddenly sounded.

Body of strength?

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, it was Pompeiac.

"That's right, he must be a body of strength! In this kind of rural area, there may not even be one or two warriors of the tenth rank, let alone this guy who is no older than us!" Some of the teenagers agreed with Pompeiac's statement and shouted loudly.

"That's right, he's not a tenth-level martial artist, he probably doesn't even have fighting spirit!" Another teenager said.

Hearing this, the young men came to their senses. No wonder they couldn't feel the fluctuation of fighting spirit from Lorraine. It wasn't because the opponent's fighting spirit was too high, but because he didn't have fighting spirit at all!

But to be able to crush Tier [-] warriors with pure physicality, this body of strength is a bit too powerful.

After the truth, the teenagers relieved a lot of psychological pressure, but no one despised Lorraine anymore. Although the other party was only a body of strength, his current strength surpassed many of them.

Lorraine stood up with his fists closed, his face calm.

He withdrew the punch just now, otherwise the opponent would be more than just in pain at this time. He believed that the punch just now should be able to deter the opponent. From the mid-level to the peak, there will be a difference in strength but it will not be too exaggerated. His opponent can't take this punch, and other fourth-level teenagers may not be able to take it either.

But combat power is often not measured by size, and strength is not measured by grades. Lorraine thought that his punch had a good deterrent effect, but his opponents were talented students from the other four Imperial Schools of Magic and Martial Arts!

Just when Lorraine took Neriel's hand again and was about to leave, Pompeiac's voice sounded from behind.

"I said, you can go, the girl stays!"