Chapter 1007

Nolan withdrew his gaze, the hands behind his back involuntarily

clenching. The power unleashed by the young man was enough to rival a tungsten gold armor-piercing shell.

For someone to possess such terrifying strength at such a young

age, just who exactly trained him? Could it be someone from a

reclusive sect?

Just then, the dull sound of thunder pierced through the sky all of a sudden. Immediately after, several bolts of lightning as thick as one’s arm came striking down.

The pupils of Nolan and the Bullhog family members suddenly

contracted.

In the next moment, another sonic boom resounded.

Aor’s eyes abruptly widened, but Nash’s fist had already connected with his chest. The destructive force instantly permeated Aor’s entire

body.

Aor staggered back before he forcefully drove one foot into the ground, dispersing the lightning bolts. The smoke gradually dissipated, and he glared at Nash. “You… You used a Path techniqu

Nash was sitting on the ground now looking exhausted. He looked u at Aor and said, “That wasn’t a Path technique. That was the Eight

Desolate Crumbling Lightning Fist!”

This was a technique that combined the Eight Desolate Crumbling

Fist with the Infinite Divine Thunder Curse to form something like a

poisonous sharp blade.

“You win,” Aor said slowly. To have the ability to integrate martial arts and Path techniques was enough to prove Nash’s extraordinary nature. He had not misjudged him. The young man’s future prospects

were limitless.

Nash clasped his fists. “I yield.”

As the sky of yellow sand returned to calm, both Barton’s and Eric’s teams rushed over. Aor looked at Barton and Baden, saying calmly,”

We’ll set off for Motadine immediately.”

Barton was slightly taken aback for a moment but then loudly

declared, “Back to Motadine!”

“Hold on…” Nash suddenly stopped everyone.

Aor’s steps halted. “Is there something else you need?”

“I can treat Baden.”

Nash stood up with Melody’s and Hera’s support. He had noticed before even making the bet that Baden’s condition was due to damage to his brain nerves and cells, leading to intellectual

disabilities. This condition happened to be something he was able to

treat.

The Bullhog family was the number one family in Motadine. Not only did they have peak Mystique Loyalty Realm experts with strength comparable to that of Bladesman Divus, but they also had a colonel who was expected to be competent enough for the position of the

next Western Territory Warden.

“What did he say?” Barton asked, looking at Wookie. It was unclear if

Barton did not understand what Nash said or just did not dare believe

his ears.

“He… He said he can cure Young Sir Baden!” Wookie’s spirits rose, but still, there was doubt in his eyes.

“Young man, I admit you’re strong, but that doesn’t mean you can play tricks on us just because you feel like it!” Barton retorted, his gaze

narrowing.

Baden’s illness started when he was three years old. For 20 years, the family spared no expense, spending billions of dollars trying to cure him. It was not an exaggeration to say that the number of doctors who had seen Baden could stretch from Jonford to Motadine.

However, no one had been able to replace a single clue as to what was ailing him. Even seasoned senior physicians in their twilight years were helpless. And now, a young man in his 20s dared claim that he

could cure Baden.

In Barton’s eyes, Nash was probably just trying to retaliate against him because he had offended him. Just as a dragon had its scales

that doomed anyone who touched it, Barton’s scale was Baden.

Retaliating against him was one thing, but he would never allow anyone to harm his younger brother.

Nash shook his head and said calmly, “In that case, you may leave

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