From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Chapter 211

“Why are you standing still? Let me see how powerful you traitors can be,” Leonard said coldly. He looked at the stunned people. As he finished speaking, a flash of blood flashed across his eyes. It was Black Dragon Skill. No one could deal with so many Grand Masters easily, so Leonard decisively used the Black Dragon Skill. As he raised his hands, the vital energy in his body burst out, and he disappeared instantly.

When Leonard reappeared, he grabbed the leader of Bellmare by the neck. The next moment, Leonard tightened his grip. With just a click, the leader of Bellmare, a master at the Later Level of the Grand Master Realm, was sent flying by Leonard. His body spun in the sky and landed 33 feet away The leader of Bellmare fell to the ground. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he lost his breath. It turned out that the moment he was sent flying, his neck had been broken by Leonard.

The expressions of all the elders on the high seats changed. They were not only shocked by Leonard’s decisiveness. They felt the dangerous aura at the moment Leonard took action, like a wild beast. Their hearts palpitated, making them uneasy. “Kill him!” When other people saw that the leader of Bellmare was dead, they reacted and rushed toward Leonard. Leonard snorted coldly and launched an attack again. His palm was like a hook, and he suddenly grabbed forward. The vital energy surged between his five fingers, making a crackling sound. Leonard grabbed the forehead of the leader of Arkney. The next moment, five bloody holes appeared on the forehead of the leader of Arkney When Leonard raised his hand, the leader of Arkney collapsed to the ground and died.

The second person died. “I can deal with many weaklings like you easily.” While speaking, Leonard waved his hand, and several hall leaders who rushed over were instantly hit in the chest and sent flying. Leonard clenched his fist and pierced the chest of the leader of the Spring Hall. As the energy surged into the body of the leader of the Spring Hall, his back was penetrated, causing blood to spread all over the place. The third person died. “As a hall leader of the Galen Group, you deserve to be killed because you sold your master and sued for honor!” Leonard kicked the leader

of the Fullness Hall out. Before he fell to the ground, he spat out fragments of his internal organs. The fourth person died.

“You think you can do whatever you want because you have many people. But in my on, you only a mob.’ Leonard twisted the fifth person’s head around and threw him to the ground. “I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you let me down.” After one palm strike, the sixth person’s head was shattered. “Elder Martinez, Elder Palmer, Elder Landon, Elder Harris, Elder Burman, keep your eyes wide open and see how I kill your people. It will be your turn soon.” Leonard attacked again. The seventh person was also dead. In this way, every time Leonard launched an attack, one person would die. In the blink of an eye, there were many corpses at his feet. Only eight of the 20 Grand Masters were left. They were so frightened that they retreated.

There was deathly silence in the entire hall, and everyone stood there still, with endless fear in their eyes. In front of Leonard, no matter whether they were hall or regional leaders or whether they were at the Initial or Later Level of the Grand Master Realm, they would all end up in the same way, killed with one move. Everyone thought that Leonard would surely die, but he killed his opponents with ease. Leonard pulled another person, broke his neck, and threw him to the ground. He looked at Cedric, who was sitting there motionless.

“Do you still think I’m arrogant now?” Cedric swallowed. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and felt cold all over. His mind went blank. There was a buzzing in his head, and he could hardly breathe. Cyril, Egbert, Benjamin, and Steve next to Cedric were the same. They were all frightened. Noam and Rex next to Leonard also had expressions of disbelief on their faces, as if they had lost their souls. This was Leonard’s true strength. No wonder Ibrahim chose Leonard as his successor. “If you still feel unconvinced, then I can continue to prove my strength to you.” Leonard stepped forward and rushed toward the remaining seven Grand Masters rapidly. The heads of three Grand Masters were blown off by Leonard with his bare hands in a row, like watermelons hit by stones.

Blood splattered. Immediately afterward, Leonard snatched the knife from the hand of a Grand Master next to him and released arc-shaped sword energy. Another person’s head flew into the air. “Look carefully. This is your end.” Leonard’s words fell. Leonard flicked his hand, and a long knife flew out, piercing the bodies of the remaining three people. Except for Bruce, all the 20 Grand Masters who fought against Leonard died. Everyone fell into silence. They couldn’t believe that what they saw before them was real.

No one expected that Leonard could fight against 21 Grand Masters alone and kill 20 of them. If Bruce had not withdrawn in time, he would have been killed too. They felt that they had a dream and found it unbelievable. They saw it with their own eyes, or it would be difficult for them to convince themselves that this was true. None of the 21 Grand Masters could hurt Leonard. Was Leonard a deity? If he wasn’t, how could he do that? Leonard kicked aside the corpse in front of him and walked step by step toward where the elders were. His aura, expression, and voice were cold as if he were from hell. “Now it’s your turn.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.