Faced against the students' combined attacks, Astride didn't even bother to move or block.
It was unnecessary.
He simply stood on his ground, an impassive and lazy expression plastered on his face while yawning in complete, utter boredom.
For a moment, the students couldn't take him seriously.
However despite this, the strong light casted a large shadow that reminded the students who they were dealing with.
They were not dealing with just some ranker.
They were dealing with the God of Combat, the World Destroyer, Astride.
A person whose mere name instilled fear to other rankeds.
Astride stood with the shadow of a thousand-foot mountain, immovable and indestructible, and a smile with no intention of backing down.
Elias frowned but pressed on with a bad premonition growing in his heart. He manipulated his mana skilfully.
A split second later, his fist connected to Astride.
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