Chapter 462 Unmatched
Seeing Dane advancing, Terrence and his crew quickly backed up a few feet.
The woman who had been hit kept yelling, "Somebody, somebody, protect Mr. Wheeler!"
"James, you're a disaster, bringing ruin to yourself, to us, and to the Mystic Alliance."
The woman didn't dare to confront Dane, so she vented her anger on James.
Terrence's face was stern. "James, whether you survive today or not, I'm throwing you into prison for being a troublemaker."
"Of all the people in the world, you had to provoke someone like Dane, bringing harm to everyone!"
James ignored them, his eyes fixed on the approaching Dane.
He realized that Dane was indeed not someone to be trifled with.
But he wasn't afraid. He began to warm up with the "Shadowless Heart Sutra," ready for a fight at any moment.
"Aren't you going to call for backup to protect us?" Terrence shouted at Milo, "Do you want us all dead?"
Milo glanced at James, got a nod, and made a hand signal.
"Protect President Williams."
Thirty-six Mystic Alliance members formed a barrier, holding shields to protect James.
Then, thirty-six tridents emerged from behind the shields.
On both sides, twenty-four elite Mystic Alliance members appeared, armed with swords and knives, creating an impenetrable defense around James and Milo.
"You think this can stop me?" Dane, who had been walking forward, suddenly smirked. "James, you're too naive, too small-minded."
With that, he suddenly moved.
When he was still, he was like a mountain; when he moved, it was like a storm, shaking the earth.
As Terrence's eyelid twitched, Dane's right foot suddenly lifted and stomped on the ground.
With a massive cracking sound, the blue brick floor shattered under Dane's foot, spiderweb-like cracks spreading instantly.
A good sixty square feet of the ground was smashed into countless pieces.
In the next second, with a stomp of his left foot, all the shattered stones bounced up.
Dane roared, pushing both hands forward. Countless stones shot towards James.
"Watch out!"
James tackled Milo to the ground as the stones came crashing like cannonballs.
With a series of dull thuds, dozens of Mystic Alliance members were thrown back, blood spraying as they fell.
The shields in front of James collapsed, and the shield bearers were sent flying, screams echoing one after another.
Even a dozen skilled fighters were forced back by the stones, eventually falling to the ground, spitting blood.
Milo and the others were shocked by the scene and Dane's power.
Though they were martial artists, they had never seen such formidable skills, taking down a large group with just a few moves.
This kind of destructive power was comparable to a master like Dax.
Dane smiled coldly, hands behind his back, continuing forward, his eyes locked on James, giving him no chance to escape.
James ignored him, focusing on the "Shadowless Heart Sutra" to mobilize his entire body.
Milo's eyelid twitched, then he clenched his fist. He was ready to order a fight to the death.
"James, I warned you to release Aurelia, but you didn't listen." Dane's voice was cold. "Now, get ready for the destruction of your entire clan."
Nathaniel shouted, "Dane, didn't you say the challenge was in seven days? Why attack us now?"
Ollie chimed in, "Yeah, we had a date set. Why stoop to such a low-level attack?"
"With tactics like this, no one will trust your word in the future." He tried to bluff. "You're despicable. How will you explain this to the martial arts community?"
"I've never needed to explain my actions to the world—" Halfway through his sentence, Dane's arrogant expression changed, and for the first time, he sidestepped.
Almost simultaneously, out of nowhere, a black sword slashed down from above Dane's head.
And it was fast and fierce!
To protect James, Francis unleashed his ultimate move—Instant Sky Sword！
In that instant, he released all his Sword Intent! The sword strike was sudden and terrifying!
Dane not only sidestepped but also took a step back, then waved his sleeves.
The sword fell!
With a loud crash, the sleeve shadows shattered.
But the black sword followed Dane's retreating figure suit, its momentum unstoppable, aiming straight for his throat.
Dane reached out with his right hand, blocking Francis's sword with his palm.
With a fierce roar, Francis twisted the sword forward with both hands.
Dane's eyelid twitched, retracting his right hand while punching at the sword with his left.
With one punch, the black sword retreated, and Francis was sent flying!
Francis flew dozens of feet away, and before he could stop, Dane shot forward again.
He aimed a punch at Francis's abdomen.
Ruby and the others' faces changed drastically, knowing that if this punch landed, Francis would be severely injured—even dead.
Just as everyone cried out in alarm, a hand timely blocked the punch, the palm wrapping around the fist.
With a muffled sound, fist and palm collided, sending shockwaves through the air.
In the swirling dust, Dane took two steps back, while James, holding Francis, was sent flying over twenty feet.
Dane's expression shifted, looking at the sword marks on his sleeve and the swelling on his knuckles, his disdainful eyes turning serious.
"Let me handle this." James set Francis down, shaking his right hand to dissipate Dane's brute force, suppressing the blood in his throat.
Then, he stepped forward. He reached out, grabbing a long spear.
In the next moment, James charged forward, the spear like a dragon, thrusting at Dane.
He didn't use the Wind and Cloud Steps to maneuver slowly; with so many Mystic Alliance members around, if he didn't confront Dane head-on, they would suffer.
Facing James's thunderous strike, Dane showed no emotion, still advancing unhurriedly.
"Too weak."
When James was nine feet away, Dane casually waved his left hand.
Instantly, shadows of long sleeves appeared around James, engulfing the spear.
Then, a sword-like sleeve shadow shot from Dane's right hand.
The long sleeve struck the spear, exploding into countless shadows.
Dane stood still, calm as ever, as if nothing had happened.
James, however, was forced back dozens of feet, his blood surging, his face pale.
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