Chapter 410: They were Nobodies?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Braydon Neal’s words were like a slap to Polson Yackley’s face.
It was utter humiliation!
“What did you say?” Polson said angrily.
“My brother said that you’re not worthy!”
Tobey Lapras smiled and repeated the sentence.
Polson turned around and said fiercely, “Who do you think you are? We’re talking here. How can a nobody like you interrupt? Get lost!” “I’ll give you a chance to rephrase your words and say it again!”
Tobey looked at him indifferently.
Although this fellow was imitating Braydon in every way, he was still a little confused.
After all, one’s nature could not be changed so easily!
He was not someone who would suffer any losses.
“I’ll say it again. Who do you think you are? You’re just a nobody…’ Polson sneered.
Bang!
Polson did not finish his sentence.
Tobey glanced over and released his force like an air cannon.
There was a bang.
Polson was sent flying backward. His eyes were bulging and bloodshot, and his internal organs were in turmoil. He knelt on the ground and retched non-stop. He almost vomited out the food he had eaten last night.
The power of this attack was not heavy; it was not enough to kill him on the spot.
However, it was not light either as it was enough to make Polson vomit out the food he had eaten last night.
Heather said in shock, “Force release, a king-level technique!”
“Silly little thing!”
Braydon raised his left hand and pinched the tip of her nose. The tenderness in his eyes was clear for all to see.
Heather came back to her senses. She pushed Braydon away with her fair hands and took a step back.
Was she trying to maintain the distance between the two of them?
There must be a reason for this!
Polson, who was beside him, was about to explode.
He was being beaten up, but Braydon was over there flirting.
He was flirting with the girl Polson liked at that!
What was even worse was that Tobey had introduced himself as a nobody.
He was a king who could release force.
Yet he said that he was a nobody?!
No matter where a king went, they were all big shots.
In Preston, even War Gods were all top figures who were untouchable.
Polson was terrified. He did not think that he would actually offend a king-level person.
Tobey smiled. “I’ll give you one more chance to rephrase your words!”
“King-level sir, I’m sorry! I’ve committed a crime!”
Polson lowered his head, not daring to look up.
So what if the Yackley family was one of the seven great families of Preston!
In front of kings, this bit of background was not worth mentioning.
Harold Sage shook his head gently. He knew better than anyone that there were no nameless people around Braydon!
Look at Zayn Ziegler. He was being inconspicuous and did not even dare to say anything.
These three young men definitely had extraordinary backgrounds.
“Who told you I’m a king?” Tobey smiled.
“You must be joking with me. Just now, you released your force. That’s a king-level technique!”
Polson said flatteringly.
He was not stupid. He may not know how to do it, but he knew what force release was.
All martial artists knew the methods of kings.
Tobey smiled and looked at Polson silently.
Polson’s smile froze on his face. He thought about what he had just said.
Did he say something wrong again?
After thinking about it, Polson felt that he did not say anything wrong!
But what did Tobey mean?
Harold Sage came back to his senses and seemed to have thought of something. His pupils constricted, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
It was true that he was an ordinary person.
These days, when his sister was practicing martial arts, he listened to Zayn talk about the division of strength in the ancient martial arts path.
Harold probed, “Releasing force. If you’re not a king, are you… a pinnacle?”
“What?”
Polson was dumbstruck.
The word ‘pinnacle’ was not to be spoken lightly.
It was legendary!
A supreme figure who could speak to the whole country.
In the entire world, how many people had ever seen a pinnacle?
There were quite a few half-step pinnacles.
However, a true pinnacle had never been born.
Such an existence was extremely rare.
Once one reached the pinnacle, one could live for 500 years!
That was how powerful a pinnacle was.
That was something that low-level martial artists did not even dare to dream about.
Therefore, at this moment.
“You’re sister-in-law’s brother,” Tobey said softly. “You’re considered family.
Let me formally introduce myself.”
“I, Tobey Lapras, am a half-step pinnacle, the deputy commander of the royal guards. I am also in the regimental commander of the first legion under the royal guards. I was conferred the title of King Tobey by the capital and am one of the one hundred generals of the military.”
In front of outsiders, Tobey had an elegant and scholarly aura.
It was as if he was a young master from a scholarly family!
Harold felt a little dizzy.
These titles sounded familiar!
He seemed to have heard about Tobey on the news before.
As for the royal guards, who in Hansworth did not Imow about them?
There were seven elites in the country.
The royal guards were among them, and their overall strength could not be underestimated.
Syrus Yacca clasped his hands behind his back. His thin lips moved slightly. “I, Syrus Yacca, am a half-step pinnacle. I am the commander of the royal guards…”
“King of Seven?”
Heather’s eyes lit up, and she was slightly excited, as if she was looking at her idol.
Braydon turned around and smiled at Syrus.
This smile looked a little dangerous!
Syrus was terrified!
“Sister-in-law!” His face stiffened.
“The seven-time champion, the champion of the seven Hansworth Martial Artist Summits, has a legendary story!” Braydon said softly.
Syrus’s face darkened.
These words did not sound right!
Something was about to happen.
“Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense!”
Syrus could not hold it in anymore.
He panicked and began to doubt his life.
Did he offend this sister-in-law whom he had just met?
Now, the way Braydon was looking at him seemed off.
It was definitely the prelude to something.
“Sister-in-Law, you might not know this,” Syrus said softly. “The Hansworth Martial Artist Summit may be held with great publicity, but the northern army never participates in it, let alone interfere with domestic affairs.
“Otherwise, with my brother’s talent, he could win ten times, let alone seven times!”
Syrus displayed an astonishing desire to live.
He was sucking up to Braydon!
It was rare for Tobey to agree with him. He said solemnly, “With my brother’s talent, if he wants fame, he can even win the championship of the Global Martial Artist Summit!”
“Really?”
Heather seemed doubtful.
There was no need to doubt this!
Braydon reached out and gently brushed the strand of hair that was tickling her nose and tucked it behind her ear. He then gently smiled. “If you like the title of the championship, I’ll get it for you this year!”
“I don’t want it!”
Heather refused without thinking.
She did not like Braydon fighting with others.
As for Polson, who was standing at the side, he was in despair!
He was questioning life itself.
The commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief of the royal guards were both half-step pinnacles.
Yet, they told him that they were just nobodies!
How the f*ck were they nobodies?