Salute To The General
Chapter 2230

"You are not to make a scene here, Nathan Cross. I, Coulson Lang, the elder of the Blackwell clan, would like to challenge you."

"I, Finnick Wadsworth, the operations manager of Blackwell clan, would like to challenge you as well."

"I, Ricky Finnegan, the Nunchuck Master of Blackwell clan, hereby challenge you too!"

The Blackwell clan was a formidable clan that had been around for over a thousand years. Hence, they had many fighting experts with them. That day, Nathan had shown incredible combat prowess, but the disciples of the clan refused to admit defeat. Every single one of them wanted to challenge him.

Nathan calmly replied, "Stop wasting my time and come at me together."

Ricky and the others cussed upon hearing that. They insulted Nathan, then went after him together, just as he had requested.

Nathan remained unfazed. He stepped forward to fight the battle ahead.

Bang!

All it took was one punch from Nathan to send one of his opponents flying backward. He dashed right into his enemies' territories right after.

Nathan zipped through an army of skilled fighters, and his attacks were aggressive. Each of his moves crushed an opponent and got them to scream in agony.

As the Blackwell clan's fighting experts fall to their knees, their disciples looked more and more conflicted.

No wonder he is known as the God of War. His combat prowess is so terrifyingly strong.

Soon, over a hundred fighting experts, including Ricky, groaned on the floor in front of Nathan.

"Anyone else wants a piece of this?" challenged Nathan calmly.

Every disciple of the Blackwell clan looked conflicted. That was when someone suddenly shouted, "That punk is too arrogant. Let's all go after him together. There are three thousand of us, so surely we can crush them." "He's right. Let's go.' All three thousand disciples of the main Blackwell clan branch roared angrily. They were going to attack Nathan when Carlton, the head of the clan, grimly ordered, "Stop!" Every disciple on-site turned to Carlton and stared in surprise. One of them muttered, "Huh?"

Carlton looked furious when he pointed out, "A hundred of our fighters failed to take one guy down. Isn't that embarrassing enough? Now all three thousand of you want to be worse bullies and gang up against him?"

The disciples all lowered their heads in shame after hearing those words.

They were embarrassed, but they soon thought, But what else can we do if not to attack him simultaneously?

Carlton was already scrutinizing Nathan at the time. The former held his head up high and commented, "You truly are a skilled fighter. No wonder you are deemed the God of War.

"It's been over a decade since I last fought, but I found a worthy opponent today, so I will battle you in person. I will fight you and send you to hell."

Huh? The head of our clan wants to teach that punk, Nathan, a lesson?

For a moment there, all three thousand disciples were surprised. Extreme joy and bright smiles showed up on their faces a moment later. Everyone knew exactly how powerful Carlton was. About ten years ago, Carlton defeated every fighting expert there was. He only

stopped challenging others because no one was worthy of his time.

Hence, it had been ten years since he fought anyone.

Who would've thought that he's gotten back into the battlefield after all that time?

Every Blackwell clan disciple was so excited that they were jumpy.

Nathan was a little surprised by the turn of events as well. He looked right into Carlton's eyes and chuckled before saying, "Okay, then. I've long known that Carlton Anderson of the Blackwell clan is the top fighter of ancient times. It's impressive, and I'm curious as to just how powerful you are."

Carlton replied, "Don't worry. You won't be

disappointed.'

After saying that, a powerful aura flushed out of Carlton. It was so incredible that those around him felt as though they were being choked and they started having difficulty breathing.

Colin and the Elite Eight turned to one another. Every single one of them was worried. That old man is an incredible fighter!

Carlton stepped forward, then went after Nathan.

The former might look as though he was moving slowly, but every step he took radiated with power.

Those standing slightly closer to Carlton were all suffering so much that they frowned in pain.

The overwhelming aura and the pressure were suffocating them.

Nathan, however, remained at ease and smiling. He was amused and watched as Carlton made his way over.

Carlton raised his arm and threw a punch at Nathan. That punch looked slow. The truth was that it was ridiculously fast. On top of that, it was powerful.

It felt as though the punch was strong enough to flatten mountains, and it was aiming at Nathan.

Carlton's authoritative voice came soon after. He said, "This punch is my gift to you."