Secing Cobalt and Flint stride in, shivers ran down Terrence’s spine. “Just who is this bastard? How did he manage to get the Sander father–son duo here?!”
These two were renowned top dogs in the martial world. Either one of them could take on a hundred
opponents at once. They rarely showed up for anyone; it was definitely no easy feat to have invited these two to a light.
“Terrence, who is the Sander father–son duo? Are they very powerful?” Julie asked from the side.
“Powerful? To the average person, these two are monsters! Especially the one named Cobalt–he’s an absolutely terrifying freak. He kills like it’s nothing. Countless people have died by their hands!” Terence said solemnly.
As one of the backbone members of the Brooks Corporation, he naturally knew a thing or two about the martial world.
“What? They’re that scary?!” Julie shrunk behind Terrence.
Although Florence and the others didn’t say anything, they maintained their distance, afraid that they might end up as collateral damage. They had no understanding of the world of martial arts, but from the aura that the Sanders radiated, they were clearly not good people.
They couldn’t get on the bad side of people like them, no matter what!
“Punk, if you cross the Sander father–son duo, you’re done for!” After the shock wore off. Terrence couldn’t help but laugh at Dustin’s fate.
Because of Dustin, he got beaten up for nothing, so he was mad. Not to mention, Dustin had stolen his thunder, which caused resentment to build within him. Now that Dustin was down on his luck, he almost couldn’t stop himself from clapping and cheering.
“You bastard, no matter how good you are at fighting, you’re nothing in front of the Sander father–son duo.” Duncan said mockingly.
“Are they very strong?” Dustin asked.
“What? You’ve never heard of the Sander father–son duo?” Duncan lifted a brow and added, “Fine. I’ll give you a grand introduction today. You’re going to lose so badly that you have no choice but to admit their superiority! The younger one is Flint, ranked thirteen on the Hundred Immortals. His father, Cobalt, is even more impressive. He’s now ranked second on the Hundred Immortals! Do you know what that means? Unless a divine–level martial arts expert appears, he’s unmatched! No matter how strong you are, you’re nothing in front of number two of the Hundred Immortals. You won’t even last a second!”
After listening to all that, Dustan remained unaffected. He grunted noncommittally and asked, “And?”
“And?” Duncan sneered. “Punk, you’re truly fearless! It’s expected for a small–town bumpkin to be so ignorant. But no worries. You’ll learn in a moment how strong the Sander father–son duo is!”
“Really?” Dustin smiled lightly. “I do want to broaden my horizons.”
Chapter 477
“Very well! I’ll grant you your wish!” Duncan regarded Dustin like he was on his deathbed. Then, he said to Cobalt, “Master Sander, I’ll leave this bastard in your hands. Don’t kill him yet; leave him alive for me to play
with.”
“Flint, go and meet him.” Cobalt wore a cool expression, standing there with his hands behind his back. He
had no intention of moving a muscle.
Naturally, the second–ranked of the Hundred Immortals had a matching ego. If he fought anyone and everyone. then he’d be devaluing himself.
In truth, he had zero interest in joining a battle of this level. However, he owed the Doyle family a favor, so he had to show up.
“I can solve any problem as long as I’m paid. Don’t blame me when I cripple you later,” Flint said, slowly approaching Dustin with blazing eyes. His muscular body was absolutely threatening.
“And I’ll say the same thing to you,” Dustin said.
“Great! I hope you’ll still be so mouthy later!” Flint smiled coldly. He tapped his foot lightly, and his entire figure shot into the air like an arrow leaving the bow.
As he got closer to Dustin, he drew his fist back before aiming it toward his abdomen. This punch carried a few tons of force: even a cow would be blown to smithereens, much less a human being.
Dustin didn’t attempt to dodge this blow. Instead, he answered it with his own list.
