With the distance closing in and only a few meters left between both part
ies, Dustin's knees bent slightly before he stepped forcefully onto the g
round. He propelled forward like a rocket, following an explosion–
like noise that left a crater in its wake. What was left behind in his pa
th were groans and splattered blood.
Protected by his energy sphere, the elite guards were sent flying before
they could even touch him. Some suffered broken limbs, while others died
instantly. No one could
put up a fight against him. Dustin was like a fierce tiger preying upon a
flock of sheep–
unstoppable and invincible. Within a few minutes, half of the hundreds of
elite guards had collapsed to the ground.
"Damn it, this punk has skills!" Torben frowned as he watched Dustin go o
n his rampage. The Hill family's elite guards were the cream of the crop.
It was a sight to see them fall one after the other.
"Young Mr. Hill, if my observation serves me
right, that guy should be a divine–
level martial artist." The head of security, clad in a black outfit, sudd
enly commented.
"Divine–
level martial artist? Aren't you one as well? How confident are you?" Tor
ben responded. To be head of security for the Hill family, one had to be
at least a divine–level martial artist.
He was confident. "Don't worry, Young Mr. Hill. Dealing with this guy wil
l be a piece of cake."
"Very well. Don't kill him later, just make him crippled. I want to enjoy
playing with him later!" Torben sneered.
He smirked. "No problem!"
While they were talking, the fight in front of them was coming to an end.
Hundreds of guards were
sprawled on the ground as anguished moans and groans filled the air from
the wounded and the crippled.
The head of security clapped as he walked up front. With a smile, he said
, "I have to admit, kid, you're skilled.
It's a pity you have encountered me today."
Dustin spat out two words. "Get lost."
"Hah! You have quite the temper for your age." His
expression darkened. "Today, let me show you how big the
world is. You aren't the only skilled one out there!"
As soon as he said that, he jumped on his toes and propelled forward like
a bullet. The next second, a loud bang rang out. The head of security ha
d just flown forward when he rebounded more than 20 meters from the impac
t. It was as if he had been hit by a train, his head and torso buried int
o the ground, leaving only his two
feet hanging outside that still twitched occasionally.
"What?" Torben was shocked by the turn of events. The Hill family's head
of security was a divine–level
martial artist, but he was defeated with just one move. How the fuck was
it possible?
"It's your turn now." Dustin turned his attention toward Torben and appro
ached him slowly.
"Rhys! I'm warning you–
don't try anything! I am a direct descendant of the Hill family. If you t
ouch me, I'll
make sure you die a cruel death!" Torben yelled cowardly.
"The Hill family name is not your immunity card. It might work on someone
else, but not me!" In a flash, Dustin
was already in front of Torben and threw a forceful punch to his abdomen.
Torben screamed in anguish before he was lifted up high. Dustin slammed h
im to the ground, crushing his
knees in the process, and he spurted blood all over.
"Stop right there!" Suddenly, a huge number of armed soldiers swarmed out
of all comers. The key members of the Hill family had come after hearing
the news.
"Insolent bastard! Who gave you the courage to act like this on our famil
y grounds!"
"Release him! Otherwise, there will be nothing left of you!"
"Surround him! If he moves, kill him immediately.!"
A wave of discontented admonishment rang out. In the blink of an eye, Dus
tin was completely surrounded.