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Carmel, whose world had spun around, opened his eyes only to find himself lying on the ground.
He felt he hadn't landed a single hit on the man.
"How are you like Laowu, ready to fight at a moment's disagreement..."
Yet the black-haired man had opened a Magic Shield on his right, stepped back two steps, his lips slightly parted, his eyes showing a hint of astonishment— as if he had just been struck and had barely blocked the sneak attack.
"I don't care who Laowu is."
Carmel's forehead veins throbbed, and in the next instant, he burst forth, claws raised, aiming for Professor Landry's throat.
The opponent's weak demeanour, his mocking stance, his air of superiority lit a fire in his heart.
He felt he could no longer bear such humiliation.
The showdown in the dark alley was on the brink of igniting.
A deafening explosion suddenly erupted deep within the alley.
Blasts of air lifted the ground debris and container fragments high up, like a sudden black typhoon.
"..."
