Harvey York's Rise to Power

Not only did a mere fork penetrate the defenses he prided himself in, he was also left in a life-or-death situation.

Instantly, his face went pale. He fell into a corner, panting for air. No matter how resentful he was, he had no other choice but to remain still. Everyone was shocked to see it.

'A fork?! All he used was a fork!

'That was enough to take down a Mutant? That man's completely invincible!

'That's... That's just insane!'

Welt's entire body was shivering in fear as soon as he saw this.

He knew Harvey was scary, but not to this extent. Judging from what happened, it'd be all too easy for Harvey to take him out.

He instantly retreated to the back of the crowd without saying a single word.

Harvey probably didn't care about him at first... But if Harvey decided to kill him on a whim, he wouldn't get a chance to survive.

"How dare you cripple our important guest?! You have no laws!" Xyla quickly calmed herself down after her initial shock.

Having seen everything, she could tell how Harvey did things. If Amos wanted to rise to power, Harvey would probably be his biggest obstacle.

Judging from the fact that Emil and the others were in such a sorry state... She'd be in deep trouble if she didn't give them an explanation about this. For her sake, as well as Amos, and the Smalt Sect...

Harvey needed to die.

"Since ancient times, those who dare go against the Smalt Sect has always ended up horribly! Today, we shall fight for the Smalt Sect!"

The disciples of the Smalt Sect all sprung out of their seats; even though Harvey was strong, they didn't believe he'd be able to fight off every single one of them.

Firearms with safeties off were all pointed in Harvey's direction. It was clear they were ready to gun him down if anything went wrong.

Harvey casually poured himself another cup of tea.

"I heard all martial arts have come from different sects.

"As people of the Smalt Sect... Forget using martial arts to achieve victory, you're even trying to take advantage of firearms?

"Should I call you people useless? Or have the times changed already?

"The Smalt Sect isn't a sacred martial arts training ground, but it's more or less the same. You people should understand that mere firearms wouldn't be able to graze any expert martial artist." Xyla chuckled coldly.

"Do you think we're as stupid as you? Our firearms are America's newest! Not just any expert martial artist, even four-inch steel walls can be pierced through with these!

"If you think you're impressive, then try US already! We'll see if your skills are better than our firearms!

Xyla waved her hand.

"Go! Take him out! I'll take responsibility for anything that happens next! Let me tell you something, Harvey! Times have indeed changed!"

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