Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1331

Fang pounced onto Nathan, moving like a streak of lightning.

Colin huffed. "You'll have to get past me first!"

He charged towards Fang just as the latter lifted his fist.

"Come at me!” Colin growled.

He raised his fist to parry Fang's attack.

However, instead of staggering backwards in fear, Fang's lips contorted into a malicious grin.

That was when Nathan noticed a ring on Fang's finger seem to pop open as he charged forwards, revealing a tiny, almost invisible needle.

It had a strange blue glint under the moonlight.

"Colin! Look out!" Nathan warned.

Colin noticed the strange ring as well, and he pulled back immediately with a yelp.

Fang missed his punch, but he raised his leg and landed a hit on Colin's chest without missing a beat. The man staggered backwards, clutching his chest in pain.

Colin glared at Fang angrily. "Why are you using such underhanded tactics?"

The latter snickered. "We never resort to civilian ways when we're trying to achieve a goal. Murder is our go-to option."

Colin trembled when he realized what Fang had meant. As one of the best secret agents of the nations, rules did not matter to him.

He would use any method available to him to achieve his goals.

"Nothing matters in front of absolute power! Again!" Colin bellowed.

The two of them threw themselves into battle once more.

It was the most intense battle to date. Both of them were the strongest of their kind. Every move could kill if the other person weren't paying attention for even a split second.

Colin preferred to use brute force and intimidation when fighting, while Fang's style leaned towards a speedy and discreet one.

Nathan could tell that it would take a long time before a winner emerges.

However, Fang had plenty of weapons hidden beneath his clothes and in his accessories. That gave him a slight edge over Colin.

To everyone's surprise, Fang's sword shattered into pieces like a slab of ice.

Nathan did not move from his seat.

Holding on to his teacup in his left hand, he grabbed a shard from the air and tossed it back.

The shard seemed to disappear into thin air for a short moment.

Fang tried to evade his attack, but he was just a second too late. The shard split open the fabric of his shirt and dug into his skin, creating a sizeable gash on his chest.

Fang stared at the wound on his chest in disbelief.

Nathan Cross is a monster!

Nathan had broken a sword with his bare hands and injured Fang with a mere shard.

Unbelievable!

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