Salute To The General

Chapter 1091 Not A Match For Nathan

One of the Fierce Four, Sword-Master John huh? Nathan looked at John with interest. As if recallingsomething, he queried, "What is the relationship between Edward Seraphim from Eagleland and theFierce Four?"

A hint of surprise flashed across John's eyes as he answered in a grave voice, "Edward was ourmaster, and he trained the four of us himself."

"How do you know our master? And why did you mention him all of a sudden?"

So, Edward is the master of the Fierce Four.

Edward had formed a Coalition Army with the masters from eighteen nations three years ago tosecretly invade the North, and behead the General of the North.

Unfortunately, Edward was killed in the battle.

He died under the General of the North's sword, and his corpse was left to rot in the wilderness ofthe North.

John was shocked when Nathan mentioned his master.

Nathan cracked a smile and replied, "Oh, nothing. I was just asking."

John vaguely sensed that there was some kind of history between Nathan and his master, orperhaps Nathan had previously heard his master's name in passing.novelbin

Edward Seraphim was well-known all over the world.

Hence, it would not be a surprise if Nathan knew of him.

John snorted in derision, "Since you know my master's name, it will be your honor to die by mysword. Draw you sword!"

When Nathan heard that, the corner of his mouth rose slightly into a barely-there smirk. "Sure. I'minterested to see whether the apprentices of the despicable and cowardly Edward will turn out to beany better than him."

Edward was a skilled warrior, but he had a sinister and cunning personality.

During the battle, he had failed to execute his surprise attack on Nathan. In the end, Nathan haddealt a death blow to him using a backhanded technique with his sword. Hence, Nathan never sawthe renowned European fighter as a threat. Just talking about him made Nathan's face scrunch withdisdain.

John was livid when he heard what Nathan said. He seethed with rage and growled, "How dare youinsult my master? You're a dead man!"

With that, he swiftly drew his sword. A beam of light was reflected off the long blade as he aimed itstraight for Nathan's neck.

Nathan tilted his head slightly, dodging the gleaming blade with ease.

John made a soft sound of surprise, but quickly recovered. He flicked his wrist slightly, and his longsword shot towards Nathan at a tricky angle, intending to cause a fatal blow.

Nathan did not draw his sword. Instead, he simply flicked his finger.

John's sword shattered in pieces as if it were made of glass. The sound of the sword breaking wasechoing throughout the space.

What?

John's pupils dilated in disbelief. Not even his master could rival his opponent's terrifying power!

Right after Nathan shattered the sword in John's hands with a flick of his finger, he had boltedacross the distance in a blink of an eye and collided with John, using his elbow to hit him harshly inthe chest.

Bam!

It sounded as if he had slammed against solid wood.

John staggered a few steps back, barely able to stabilize himself. His ribcage had been splinteredand his chest had caved in on itself.

His face had turned pasty. He made a pained sound before vomiting a mouthful of blood mixed withpieces of his lungs.

Two of his comrades rushed forward in time to support him, or else he would have collapsed ontothe ground.

However, everyone could see that he had been severely injured by Nathan. The injuries hesustained were severe, and death was knocking on his door at that very moment.

When the Smith's saw that Nathan had yet again defeated another opponent, they did not dare tocheer out loud, but they could barely contain their excitement either.

It was especially true for Penny, who was bubbling with emotion.

Gabriel's group of men exchanged glances. They couldn't believe that all of the masters brought byCicero were not a match for Nathan.

Meanwhile, Cicero had a really complicated expression on his face.

Shock, anger, fear, and disbelief... A wide variety of emotions flickered across his features.

The Sword-Master of the Fierce Four wasn't even a match for Nathan.

Just what kind of monster is Nathan Cross?

Are most of the people here this terrifying?

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