“What? Yours is the real True Martial Star-Shattering Punch?”
The people from the Lunula Sect were awestruck as they looked at the animal skin in Alex’s hand.
Claudia, too was shocked. “Since when did you get the real secret manual?”
“When we were hiding below them,” Alex replied.
Claudia recalled carefully, but she knew he had not moved an inch during the entire process. Moreover, the two were very close to each other, and she was leaning in his arms, so when did he secretly take away the genuine secret manual?
‘Really…’
‘This guy really is full of surprises. How many more secrets are he hiding?’
When Claudia looked at Alex, she felt endless waves of emotion, with a kind of faint disappointment and blush. In fact, she had heard many things about Alex from Martiny and Luna, but she thought highly of herself. She did not believe in Alex’s ability, thinking it was all exaggeration. However, when she got along with him today, all signs pointed to this man being far more mysterious and powerful than what Martiny had described, and she was depreciated by her own ignorance.
Boom!
Alex sent out another ruthless punch. This time, he increased the power by 30%.
As a result, that man, who died from a sudden heart attack, had his head blown off.
The remaining four Lunula Sect disciples’ eyes widened in rage.
“How shameless! How despicable!”
“All the aborigines deserve to die!”
“Attack together!”
Those people, who had crossed the realm, were furious at that moment, screaming one after another and brandishing their weapons.
At first glance, they were all scrap metal. The sword was rusty and severely corroded.
This was the price of crossing the boundary. Not only had their cultivation level been lowered, but their weapons weren’t allowed to be too strong. The weapons that had exceeded a certain range would be corroded right away, whereas the more advanced magical ones couldn’t cross the boundary at all.
Alex snickered, “Do you really think that the Wastelands are completely ruined? Do trash and cannon fodder like you try to run to our land, hoping to acquire opportunities with the scrap metal in your hands? What were you thinking? Say it. Where did you meet our people? Otherwise, all of you have to die.”
Someone with a big beard laughed heartily. “How dare an aborigine brag so shamelessly?! You’ve just taken advantage of Anson and killed him. Even if our cultivation levels have been reduced and our weapons corroded, our fighting will and mental attacks are way stronger than yours! Go to hell, d*mn aborigines!”
“How can this be?”
“How could such an expert among the indigenous appear?”
“Isn’t this the Wasteland? This is cheating…”
Poof!
Another man was decapitated.
There were two people left. One man was scared witless and ran madly out of the temple, so Alex teleported directly to chase after him. Meanwhile, the last man looked hideous. He did not run outside but stared at Claudia and the true martial protector.
Swoosh!
He rushed toward Claudia, attempting to hold that woman hostage for a chance of survival.
The Wastelands were too dangerous, and he really did not want to play anymore because he was afraid!
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