Since someone came with a direct challenge, he
had to accept it. Otherwise, it would be an insult to his training all
these years. Outside, a silhouette dressed in white could be seen in the
garden. It was Dustin, walking up the driveway to the villa. Numerous
armed bodyguards surrounded him, trying to land an attack. However, it
was pointless. They were like moths flying into a flame. With every step
Dustin took, the swirling energy around him blew the guards away if they
got close enough. Howls and cries of pain rang out as he walked past the
sea of bodyguards nonchalantly. "If they were lucky, they only sustained
broken arms and limbs. The unlucky ones died instantly on impact. None
were strong enough to withstand his aura. In the end, Duane's men could
only look on from a distance. They did not have the courage to even go up
to him. They could only stare at him with the eyes of looking upon a
monster. Being fully trained bodyguards, they assumed that this would be
a walk in the park. Who would have expected them to be completely
defeated by a punk? Dustin made his way up to the villa's main doors,
leaving a trail of dead bodies in his wake. Taking a deep breath, he
roared, "Duane, come out and meet your maker!"
Duane, come out and meet your maker!" Dustin's roar of anger echoed
through the villa like a clap of thunder. When Duane heard this
contemptuous challenge, he was furious. "Which idiot is dumb enough to
cause trouble on my property?" Duane thought as he rushed out in a hurry.
However, when he saw Dustin in a distance, he couldn't help but be taken
aback. "It's you, Dustin! Weren't you arrested? How did you escape?" He
had bribed Mr. Gardner to arrest Dustin and detain him in the
Interrogation room. Even if Natasha were to intervene, she couldn't have
helped him escape. "Was it you who framed me for the crime?" Dustin
demanded coldly. "Since you are already here, it means that you know the
answer to your question. You're right, I am the one who framed you!
However, you only have yourself to blame. I had to go to such lengths
because you did not appreciate the chances that I have given you." Duane
smirked. "At the very least, you confessed to your crime. Now, I'll give
you a chance to redeem yourself. If you cripple yourself voluntarily and
leave Swinton for good, I will not exact my vengeance against you."
Dustin sald indifferently. "Cripple myself? Leave Swinton?" Duane was
initially stunned when he heard this. After a moment, he roared with
laughter. "Punk, have you gone crazy? Who do you think you are? If it
weren't for Natasha, do you think you could stand there and threaten me
with your words?" Duane assumed that somehow, Natasha must have found a
way to sa save Dustin. "If that's the case, you're not going to comply?"
Dustin's expression grew stern. *Kid, it seems like you don't understand
the situation. You were the one who trespassed into my property. If I
killed you here right now, no one would say anything! Of course, I'm not
one to hold grudges. As long as you give me the prescription for the
gemiphen, I'll consider letting you go." Duane narrowed his eyes
meaningfully. "It's you who are unaware of your precarious state." Dustin
shook his head and gave Duane a pitiful look. "I know you have great
strength, punk. However, brute strength is not everything!" Duane smriked
and drew his sword. "I wasn't fully prepared during our last duel. The
reason I lost that time was that my forte is in sword fighting and not
bare–handed martial arts!" "Well then, come at me with all you've got!"
Dustin gestured for Duane to make the first move. "Arrogant prick! Let's
see if you can withstand my attack after training for 20 years!" With
that, Duane struck a pose. Chapter 107 Extending his
arm, he aimed his glittering sword at Dustin's chest as he flew towards
him at the speed of light. However, Dustin did not dodge. Without a word,
he intercepted the attack by gripping the blade with merely two fingers.
Vibrations from the rebounding force caused the blade to bend in on
itself. "What?" Duane was utterly shocked at the sight. Never in his
dreams could he imagine that a full–blown attack could be stopped with
bare hands! Furthermore, Dustin only used two fingers! What could be
happening? Before Duane could regain his composure, Dustin flicked his
fingers. The bent sword broke into a thousand pieces. Duane was thrown
back from the impact, and he staggered backward, his face stricken with
fear. His prowess in sword fighting seemed like child's play as compared
to Dustin's abilities. With just a single move, Duane was completely
defeated! "Wh–Who are you? How could you have such immense powers?"
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