Sensing the powerful aura radiating from Atkinson Samson, I couldn't help but frown a little.
"Mr. Raymond, did you... did you make it?" Ximena Santos asked nervously.
I shook my head, feeling somewhat disappointed. "No, I came up just short."
Atkinson Samson squinted his eyes, seeming to guess what happened.
"Looks like you won't get the chance to reach the Martial Marquis realm," Atkinson Samson smirked.
I stared coldly at Atkinson Samson and said, "Atkinson Samson, the moment I break through to Martial Marquis, I'll tear down the Great Saint Sect myself."
"Hahaha, too bad you'll never get that opportunity!" Atkinson Samson exploded with a shout, unleashing a terrifying aura that surged forward.
Streams of energy, sharp as blades, carved white lines across my tough skin.
The next instant, Atkinson Samson turned his palm into a claw, lunging straight for my face.
I didn't dare hesitate; I unleashed the Absolute Beginning Sacred Fist in response!
