My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness novel Chapter 272

Right after, Zion lost his balance. He hurled through the air and slammed against a wall, which left a deep crater.

Everyone in the room gasped.

Zion was the branch leader of the Martial League of Grayvale and a powerful ninth grade fighter. How could he be beaten with just one strike?

What kind of monster was Dustin?

Ignatius’s eyes widened. His breathing stilled.

How could Zion be beaten?

What kind of power did Dustin have?

Ignatius trembled in fear.

No one here could protect him.

Zion clutched his chest as he coughed. His eyes were filled with terror.

He looked like he had just seen a ghost.

Dustin had the kind of skills that were almost legendary in nature. He was simply too powerful to fathom.

The dreadful suspicion Zion had dared not voice was finally confirmed.

“You are… a sovereign grade fighter! A one-in-a-million Martial Saint!” he cried in shock.

At this, the whole place turned silent.

“A-A Martial Saint…” someone said in a trembling voice.

A Martial Saint was more powerful and exceptional than a ninth grade fighter. A Martial Saint was the true dominating force in the martial world.

Such a person could weave through an army of hundreds and thousands and defeat them all, even under the onslaught of a rain of bullets!

Such a person was nearly impossible to find in Lovellia. They were a titan among men.

Dustin was so young. It was impossible to think he was anywhere near such a level.

Never before had such an abomination appeared in Lovellia’s martial history.

“How could he be a Martial Saint?”

Ignatius was chilled to the bone.

There was no way he would be able to escape from such a powerful fighter.

“Dustin, please let me go! I will give you everything! I will give you everything the Harmon family has!” said Ignatius pleadingly as he tried to tempt Dustin.

“Is that so?” Dustin scoffed.