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halting their steps, then pointing at her sweaty form, "doesn’t suit you. I was okay watching you wear that kind of style, but not anymore. You need real clothes. Not some baggy clothes; you look homeless." "I’m comfortable with it," shrugging her shoulders, "and I don’t have any money." "Well, I have money, so you can't stop me." "Nice moves, Zainne," Kent inserted while jogging towards them. "Are you done with your spar, Kent?" Zed asked. He bowed his head, showing respect. "Yes, Gamma Zed," he said, gazing at Zainne’s sweaty appearance. "Want to fight?" Zainne blurted, making everyone stare at her.

“Don’t hold back.” Slowly, his own grin mirrored mine. “Summers,” I said, “open a mindlink. I want to hear your thoughts during the fight. We’ll refine your tactics afterward.” “Yes, ma’am,” he replied. Both fighters turned to Zane for the signal. Zane’s command cut through the tension. “Human forms only. Begin.” They began circling—Aaron tense, Summers eerily still. Grayson and Carlos joined Zane and me. After five seconds of hesitation, Summers deliberately stopped moving. Aaron, thrown off, lunged.

Fiona followed up with a sugary smile. "I have a really sensitive nose, so don't take it personally." Jasper gave a slight frown of his own and said, "Babe, I know things have been rough for you these past few days. I just got back from the time portal. Here, I brought something for our son." He reached into a bag and pulled out a cheap bootleg action figure, placing it in my hands. If this had been any other time, I would have thrown it in his face on the spot, the way I always did with whatever half-hearted gift he used to brush me off. Not today, however. I did not care anymore.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

More importantly, he had no idea if the crazy top-knot samurai flying mushroom was close to dying. With only one dagger in his hand, Zen readied his state of mind. Even if he could not land a critical hit, he had to try. Equipping [Bladeless] and [Intimidation], Zen summoned Lime to cancel the top-knot samurai’s charge and launched a powerful counterattack combo of his own. The stubborn flying mushroom monster screamed in fury as it dispersed into the air upon its death. The tough fight wore Zen out mentally and physically so much that he collapsed onto the ground after receiving a new type of monster loot.

You're going too far! "What? Do you want to touch me?" said Zeon with a cold expression. "Come on, do it then! Let's see if you die first or I do!" Then, Zeon immediately removed his shirt. All of them saw he had a string of Thunderblasts on him. Even one of them was enough to send chills down the spines of any onlookers. They were created by martial arts elites. If they detonated, even True Warriors could suffer injuries. Ordinary people would most likely be destroyed completely.

The crowd roared, their excitement feeding the atmosphere. Desperate, Leonard began to fight dirty. Using the sand to his advantage, he kicked up a cloud of it, aiming for Zane’s eyes. The sudden distraction worked, and Zane staggered, rubbing at his face. Taking the opportunity, Leonard rushed forward, delivering a shoulder tackle that sent Zane stumbling backward. The audience gasped as Leonard began to land unorthodox strikes, each one aimed to disorient and overpower. Zane, regaining his footing, countered with a fiery burst from his palms, the heat forcing Leonard to retreat. But Leonard smirked, realizing Zane’s fire affinity was minimal and not enough to overwhelm him.

Zane asked, shouting over the noise. “I don’t have any money on me.” He pulled out a wad of cash and handed me half. “Consider it a loan.” I stared at the bills in my hand, then stood on my tiptoes to look at the fighters in the ring. One of them was huge and covered in tattoos. The other was smaller but faster, and he had a nasty-looking scar across his cheek. “Twenty on the small guy,” I said. Zane raised his eyebrows. “You sure?”

He replies. For a moment, an imaginary bomb explodes in my head. I lunge forward, grabbing his collar and pushing him into the wall behind him with an inhumane speed. A hole forms in the wall around his body due to the strong impact. “ I just got everything repaired. ” Zio whines. “ You fucking knew?! ” I growl dangerously. “ I had my eyes set on her. ” Zero reveals without struggling to get out of my hold. He is the only motherfucker I know who doesn’t even flinch in my face.

After Big Ken caught on to Zeke's fighting ability, his defensive stance turned into offense and beat his opponent into retreat with a few moves. Although Zeke did not have the time to observe Big Ken’s fight, he was also reserving his full force at the beginning. After sparring for a while and forcing his opponent to use all their strength, Zeke could feel that his opponent had used all his moves and was losing his patience, so he finally used his full strength. At that point, Big Ken and Zeke went into their zones. Zachary's fantasy shattered.