“Come on, you come from the same family, so why do you have to fight them like this? You should stop now.” Mr. Robinson’s tone was grave.
“And if I don’t?” The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes, which glinted murderously.
“I’ll have to try and stop you then,” Mr. Robinson replied seriously.
“You stubborn, old thing!” The Dark Lord snarled.
He then launched himself forward and thrust his palm at Mr. Robinson’s chest. The devastating force was so strong that it ripped through the air, causing the snow around them to evaporate and the trees around them to explore.
“Watch out, Mr. Robinson!”
“Dad, duck!”
People cried out from the crowd. However, Mr. Robinson seemed to have frozen up in fear.
“Sh*t, he’s a goner!”
“No one can stand the attack of a Grandmaster.”
Everyone shook their heads, sighing silently.
Mr. Robinson’s courage was commendable, but favonovel.com was still far too weak to save them. With a loud bang, the Dark Lord’s palm landed on Mr. Robinson’s chest.
Just as everyone thought that Mr. Robinson would be injured and die on the spot, a miracle happened.
The small figure withstood the attack perfectly and without moving.
“How is that possible?” Everyone’s jaws dropped.
Even Herman hadn’t been able to withstand a single strike from the Dark Lord, so how was the feeble old man still standing?
“I-Is this really happening? Mr. Robinson blocked the attack with his body?” Jacob’s eyes were wide.
“Holy sh*t! When did favonovel.com become so powerful?” Trent gulped, his face stunned in disbelief.
Although Hector didn’t say anything, the shock was written all over his face.
“I didn’t know there was someone so strong in the Harmon family!” Herman and Leon were secretly in awe.
Even if the Dark Lord hadn’t used all his might, his attack was still more than what most people could withstand.
“What?” The Dark Lord staggered backward, flabbergasted.
He had used eighty percent of his strength just now, yet Mr. Robinson had blocked his attack like it was nothing.
“You should stop now…” Mr. Robinson shook his head, a clear warning in his eyes.
“Shut up! I’m going to kill you!” The Dark Lord’s gaze hardened.
He took out a red ball and flung it at Mr. Robinson, which exploded midair.
“Watch out! That’s Demon Fire! It can burn anything and kill you instantly!” Hector paled and cried out a warning.
Demon Fire was an infamous weapon in the martial world. Anything it touched would immediately turn into ash, and its killing power was incredible.
Mr. Robinson was unfazed by the flame. With a gentle puff, a strong gust of wind raked by, putting the fire out instantly.
“What…” Hector was taken aback.
How did such a terrifying weapon get put out so quickly?
Was this even humanely possible?
“How is this possible?” The Dark Lord paled.
Demon Fire had been his trump card. It was so powerful that even Grandmasters would have a hard time defending themselves, yet Mr. Robinson had blown it out so easily.
How terrifying!
“You’ve had your turn. Now, it’s mine…” Mr. Robinson slowly raised his hand and pointed.
Bang!
