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I tell her, nudging her shoulder with mine. She smiles sweetly and nudges me back playfully. “I’m glad you can see my potential,” she says with a chuckle. “I can and someday, you will too,” I say in return. She looks back at Scott who is currently kicking gamma ass. I’m shocked at how flawlessly he can fight without ever going to the underworld. He was very skilled. No wonder Xander targeted him to be one of his palace guards. “How did you know his name?” Caroline asked, still staring over at Scott but now she has a small frown on her lips.

Not only was Alex a martial arts expert, but he was also the true master of cultivation. Although Scott felt endlessly remorseful, it was too late. Bam! Scott fell to the ground and was no longer breathing. Everyone in the Yowell family looked as if they had just seen a ghost. Evan Laws covered his mouth. “How is this possible? How could this be?” he cried out pitifully. Anna blinked her pretty eyes several times—she was thoroughly shocked. Michelle even cried out loudly. Sky Melvis was still recording a video of the battle. He walked over to look at Scott before shaking his head and sighing. “Scott Pattingson lost to a single punch and died on the spot. No grudges will be held in this fight

Chase knew that Gareth was just joking. He looked slightly embarrassed and said nothing. Gareth was unperturbed. He turned and pulled a man over to introduce them. "This is Scott Langley. I believe it's the first time you're meeting each other." Chase glanced at him. Scott was in a black suit and looked to be a few years older than Chase. Scott looked about 30, but he was already a stage-nine marquis of martial arts. He was one step away from becoming a martial lord.

Shamous said. The flying menace waved his cane and casted a horrible twister to engulf them. Latin for: “Destroy this tornado,” Olivia chanted. The twister soon evaporated in red dust, allowing Scott to leap through it and punch Shamous at of the sky. Scott flew to catch the cane as it fell to the ground but Shamous thrusted his hands against Scotts neck. “That power is mine, mine, mine, mine.” “Sleep,” Scott commanded as his eyes glowed red, rendering Shamous unconscious.

“Fight back!” Scott shrugged. “Well… if you insist.” He snapped his fingers. A cup of iced coffee from a girl standing nearby shuddered, lifted into the air, then splashed entirely onto Drazhan’s face. The hallway exploded into laughter. Drazhan stood dripping, shaking with fury. “You—” he growled. Scott raised a hand. “Relax. I’m only using water today. It’s my weakest element. Trying not to kill you.” “Kill me?!” Drazhan roared.

I told him, "You're not going to tell anyone that, are you? Not even Capo? It has nothing to do with your business—" He cut me off mid-sentence, "It wasn't a coincidence." I frowned, "What wasn't?" He cupped my face, and then rested his forehead against mine, sighing heavily, "What am I going to do with you?" ────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────── This morning, Glenna arrived with a bunch of workout clothes and Scott ordered me to get ready because we were going to the gym.

“He’s not my sidekick. He’s my best friend. We’ve been tight since we were kids. I don’t know why you and Xavier can’t get that through your heads.” “Because he acts like a nerd.” Leo tilted his chin toward the living room. We both turned. Scott was perched at the edge of the sofa inside, one leg crossed neatly over the other, munching on popcorn with his left hand while his right arm rested in its sling. His attention was locked on the football match blaring from the flat screen. He looked… completely unbothered. Leo snorted. “See? He even eats popcorn like a retiree. And he acts like some old married guy who hates going out.”

A measly kingpin of a gang was actually a Tier-3 master fighter. Cameron and the others were anxious to meet Scott, so excited that their faces flushed and their eyes lit up. They had the expression of fans looking at their idol! They heard the impact of the pool balls. Scott served the first strike and displayed his impressive skill by pocketing all the balls instantly. Many of his subordinates applauded. Cameron and the others clapped with all their might until their palms were swollen. However, Cameron did not feel the pain at all. He was doing it so Scott would value them more.

Was she going to kill him? “You think you can kill me?” Scott snapped at KuLaa derisively before Oliver could say anything. KuLaa on her part raised an eyebrow and her lips tinned out in a small smile. “I can't?” She asked mischievously. “You overestimate yourself, woman. Do you really think the Supreme leader will send me out without protection?” Scott raised his right and left hands, drawing everyone's attention to the jade beads he was wearing. KuLaa had known what the beads do the moment she saw the boy. She shook her head in amusement. “Your grandson is quite a piece of work.” She turned to Alaric and muttered.

“Don’t forget who has more connections than anyone fucking else, Mr. Arthur. Mess me, I’ll let you see my true color. You’ll be begging for mercy if you enter this fucking house without my fucking permission.” Conan kept his smile on as he stood up and approached him. “I’ll take what’s mine by hook or by crook. I’m not fond of your property, what I really want…” he glanced at me briefly before he gave a playful wink to Scott, making him angry. “Fuck off, bastard!” Scott growled. “Sure.” Conan grinned before planting a kiss on my head. “Hoping to see you tomorrow.” He took his jacket and left. My breath caught when Scott’s cold gaze shifted to me. Without speaking, he strolled toward me while