Harold was furious after assaulting Leo 10 times without hitting him once, and after each move had been broken. He had long forgotten about the so-called triumph in three moves. Right now, he simply wanted to tear Leo apart.
Unfortunately, the Whitaker family's Dragon Seizing Hand was merely a lower Huang-level martial talent. Leo's Blinking Sword Skill was an upper Huang grade skill, two tiers above the Dragon Seizing Hand. Even though Leo was simply employing the Large Foundation Fist talent, which was filled with the secrets of the Blinking Sword talent, Harold was unable to resist.
After more than ten continuous moves by Harold, Leo noticed his comprehension of the Blinking Sword Skill advance by a level. No matter how hard one practiced martial arts, the reward from real combat would be greater. This is also why Leo used Harold as his practice partner.
"It's time to end this!" Leo spoke gently as he used a fist to push Harold back.
Harold ignored him and kept pushing forward, but this time Leo didn't hold back.
Previously, Leo would merely drive Harold back and not attack, but this time he used both fists. One fist shattered Harold's dragon-seizing hand, while the other squarely struck Harold's chest.
There was simply a muffled sound as Harold spat out a mouthful of blood, sending his corpse hurtling into the air and landing ten meters distant with a "bang."
"You lost!" Leo stated it softly. His tone appeared light and steady, but inside, he was ecstatic. Ten days ago, he never believed he'd be able to defeat Harold in front of such a huge audience! It was also a battle over his level, since his body refining third level defeated a body refining fourth level!
This duel ended when Harold spewed blood on the ground. The crowd was disappointed that they could no longer witness Leo's amazing fist abilities. They all wanted Harold to stick around a little longer so they could see Leo's punching talents a little better.
This fight may be regarded as a crazy journey. Who could have predicted that when Harold used a martial talent, it would end this way? Leo used the Large Foundation Fist talent to defeat Harold despite his higher level, and despite Harold using a martial skill, he was able to repeatedly destroy his movements.
"Wow, Cassia, he's quite powerful! Didn't you already state that the bully's odds of winning were high? This time, you observed something incorrect." Freya threw her hands about, slightly thrilled. It appeared like she, rather than Leo, had triumphed.
Cassia's face was also a touch crimson. Freya talked right this time. She had not anticipated Leo delivering such a major surprise.
"Let's go. The fight is over. We still have to buy stuff." Cassia turned around, ready to get on the carriage. Although Leo surprised her, with her body refining sixth level at such a young age, she was unconcerned about a peer who was only body refining third level.
"Don't rush; don't rush. That bully still hasn't forked out his bet, right? Let's watch till the end, then leave." Freya quickly pulled Cassia back.
Cassia was somewhat amused as she listened. Leo had proposed the bet, which was just about two hundred taels of gold. When did the Sterling Family's young miss place two hundred taels of gold into her eyes? Even if there were two more zeros, Freya would not take it seriously.
Thinking of this, Cassia couldn't help but tease: "Freya, you care so much. It couldn't be that you've taken a fancy to this Leo kid, right? En, he is pretty handsome."
"What nonsense are you saying?" Freya's face was completely red, revealing a hint of modesty. She lightly punched Cassia twice. However, after what Cassia had said, she lifted up her head and looked to the stage at Leo, and in her heart there was a bit of a strange feeling.
"You lost. Based on the previous bet, bring out the two hundred taels of gold." Leo said to Harold: With so many martial artists acting as witnesses, he didn't fear Harold trying to back out.
"Two hundred taels of gold?" Harold massaged his bloodied mouth and gave an odd smile. "Isn't it only 200 taels of gold? I'll just give it to you!"
As he talked, Harold's right hand slowly lifted, as if it were about to dig something.
Leo took a deep breath when he noticed Harold did not appear to be backing out. Leo became a bit thrilled as he considered the two hundred taels of money that might be spent on savage wolf blood and used for the Wild Explosion rune. As long as he had the necessary finances, he could become an enchanter. What were Dan's medicines? Were these merely things he could consume whenever he wanted?
Leo was in a daze when he heard a flurry of exclamations!
"Watch out!"
"Despicable!"
"Shameless!"
Leo immediately awoke and glanced over there. Suddenly, the hairs on his body sprang up.
He noticed 10 sharp steel needles swiftly flying at him!
There was a tinge of blue on the needles. It seems like they were even poisoned!
Harold's insistence on handing over the money was plainly intended to convince Leo to remain still and allow him to utilize hidden weaponry.
These 10 steel needles were extracted from Harold's folding fan. Harold refused to allow this folding fan to leave his side since it was his final killing trump card.
Even if the needles had not been poisoned, martial artists below the sixth degree of body refining would almost certainly die if they were hit!
After battling with Leo, Harold had already lost his face. He had long had enmity for him in his bones. How could he obediently pay up the bet? The bet was tiny, but the face was big.
Right now, the two are still on stage. Even if Harold killed Leo, no one would be able to hold him responsible. Harold would murder Leo regardless of how others regarded him. This issue must be rectified!
Harold, who was on the floor, burst out laughing as he saw the steel needles shoot out. Even if you're strong, so what? Because your hands are so strong, you should be able to utilize them to stop these poisoned steel needles!
Cassia and Freya saw Harold's discharge of poisoned needles. They had not expected to find such a shameless individual in this world. He had plainly lost, yet he still employed hidden weapons to harm the other individual, even threatening to murder him!
The poisoned needles moved too quickly. Cassia was too far. She wished she could help Leo chop down the poisoned needles, but she lacked the necessary strength. She could only watch as the poisoned needles flew at Leo, less than 10 meters away.
Freya's face was much paler. She was generally in contact with individuals who attempted to appear cool, but how could she have realized there was such a shameless person? She had just begun to develop favorable feelings for Leo, but now she could only watch him be struck by the poisoned needles with no way to intervene.
Many martial artists have already closed their eyes, unwilling to watch. It was heartbreaking to see a genius who could battle above his or her level about to fall. In this scenario, Harold's unpleasant, boisterous laughter appeared both annoying and unsightly.
In the middle of this tremendous peril, when everyone else believed Leo was doomed, he moved!