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“Grayson Shire, haven’t you gone into seclusion on Star Peak? Why have to come to Dixon Manor? ”
The gray–robed elder was none other than Heath, who had represented the Dixon family in the contest for Silverleaf in Tardide Valley.
He now stood with a look of pure panic on his face. The imposing demeanor he had once held was completely gone. It wasn’t just him—all the other Dixon family members, including the two elders of similar rank, stood trembling, too scared to utter a word.
Grayson’s legend was simply too terrifying.
Years ago, Grayson had practically swept through Astria’s martial world, defeating countless renowned masters, many of whom, like the Dixon family’s patriarch, were Martial Sovereigns. Their strongest fighters were mere Martial Grandmasters, and how could they possibly stand up to Grayson? If Grayson wanted to strike them down, they would be wiped out in a heartbeat.
“I already told you, you’re not worthy of speaking to me. Summon Wade Dixon!” Grayson’s expression was impassive, but his words carried an undeniable command.
Heath’s gaze darkened as he wrestled with his thoughts. He knew Grayson was right–given Grayson’s strength and status, only a Martial Sovereign was worthy of speaking to him. And even among Martial Sovereigns, apart from the other three of the Four Extremes, Grayson likely held little regard for anyone else.
After a moment of hesitation, Heath responded, “Mr. Shire, our patriarch is currently in seclusion. You are a respected figure in Astria’s martial world; surely, you won’t make things difficult for us juniors, right p>
Heath wasn’t wrong. Although he himself was fifty years old, Grayson’s fame had spread across the world eighteen years ago, making him a revered elder in comparison.
Grayson shook his head slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. “If you remember me, then you should know that petty excuses mean nothing to me. When I want to kill, I kill–there’s no distinction of seniority or respect.
“You say Wade Dixon is in seclusion, but that’s a lie. Eighteen years ago, I shattered his family’s secret technique in just three moves. His confidence was crushed, and his martial heart was destroyed. He’ll never make any further progress. My patience is limited. If Wade doesn’t come out soon, I won’t hesitate to level your manor p>
Heath’s face turned pale. Though Grayson seemed calm and serene, Heath had personally experienced the terror of his true strength.
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Years ago, the Dixon family’s patriarch, Wade Dixon, had been devastated when Grayson crushed his most powerful technique in just three moves. Since that day, Wade had lived in the shadow of that defeat, his abilities regressing. Now, he had become one of the weakest Martial Sovereigns, and the Dixon family had fallen to the lowest rank among the Great Seven Martial Clans of Cloudveil.
Grayson’s most fearsome ability wasn’t just his martial skill but the way he could utterly destroy his opponent’s will. He didn’t just defeat his enemies–he broke them mentally.
“My master told you to summon your patriarch. Did you not hear?” Raymond, frustrated by Heath’s hesitation, shouted angrily and prepared to strike. But before he could, Grayson calmly raised his hand, stopping him.
“If Wade won’t come out, I’ll make him come out myself,” Grayson said, his head slightly tilting as he opened his mouth.
An invisible sound wave erupted from his lips, echoing like the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix. The entire Dixon Manor shook violently, enveloped by the overwhelming force of the sound. Raymond and Heath quickly used their inner strength to protect their ears, but the weaker members of the Dixon family were not so lucky. Blood trickled from their mouths as the shockwaves rattled their insides.
Grayson’s martial strength was so great that even using inner strength to create sound waves caused immense destruction. Windows around the manor shattered instantly.
Just then, a long, drawn–out cry came from the depths of the Dixon Manor, growing louder as it approached.
Grayson’s eyes glinted with a smile, and he ceased his roar. A figure darted across the rooftops from within the manor, covering dozens of feet with each leap. Finally, the figure landed in front of Heath and the others, facing Grayson directly.
The man was dressed in a simple robe, his body thin and frail, looking like he was on the brink of death. He was so old that his exact age was impossible to guess, but his eyes still shone with vigor, filled with both resentment and anger as they fixed on Grayson.
“Gray–son Shi–re!” Wade spat out each syllable through gritted teeth, and anyone could hear the overwhelming hatred laced in his voice.
Grayson remained calm, offering a slight nod. “It is I. You’ve grown old since I last saw you eighteen years ago, Dixon.” There was a touch of lament in his voice, as Wade was only a few years younger than him, just over sixty years old.
For a Martial Sovereign who could live to 150, Wade should have been in his prime. Yet now, he looked frail and aged. This was all due to the defeat he had suffered eighteen years ago. At the time, Wade had just reached the Martial Sovereign level and was full of ambition, ready to ascend even higher. But then he encountered Grayson, who crushed his spirit in a single battle.
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From that day on, Wade’s progress halted completely.
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“Grayson Shire, you shattered my ultimate technique and destroyed my heart for martial arts. Today, even if it costs me my life, I will repay this blood debt!” Wade’s wild white hair whipped in the wind, and the wrinkles on his face deepened with fury. He stomped one foot on the ground, sending a thunderous shockwave outward.
Boom!
The cobblestones beneath Wade’s feet shattered into countless pieces, scattering in all directions. Those standing closest to him, including Heath, were forced to retreat by the sheer power of his inner strength.
Though Wade had made no progress in the past years, he was still a Martial Sovereign, one of the most powerful individuals in the martial world. With his palm imbued with inner strength, Wade launched a massive gray palm print several yards wide, sending slabs of stone flying as it rushed toward Grayson.
“Still using the same old tricks, Dixon? Eighteen years have passed, and you’ve only regressed!” Grayson stood with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of dodging or retreating. He merely sighed, his expression full of disdain.
Grayson’s nonchalant reaction only fueled Wade’s anger. He poured all of his strength into the attack, making the palm print swell even larger as it descended on Grayson’s head. Thɪs chapter is updated by.net
Whoosh!
Just as the handprint was about to strike, Raymond John suddenly stepped in from the side. He planted his feet firmly on the ground and punched upward toward the gray handprint with immense force.
Thud!
A fist–shaped indentation appeared in the handprint, and a dull sound echoed through the air. The overwhelming power from the handprint dispersed in all directions, whipping up a violent wind.
Whoosh!
The gusts of wind swept across the area, causing everyone except Grayson to feel a tightness in their chests. Raymond grunted and was forced back three steps, his feet stamping heavily on the ground. Though he was knocked back, the powerful gray handprint had dissipated into nothingness.
Wade stood frozen in disbelief. Even though his martial skills had stagnated, he was still a Martial Sovereign. Yet Raymond, clearly just a Martial Grandmaster, had withstood his full-
force attack.
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Raymond grinned but said nothing as he returned to Grayson’s side. In the past seven days, not only had Grayson fully healed Raymond’s injuries, but he had also used three streams of inner strength to help Raymond increase his power. Raymond now stood at the threshold of Half- Sovereign and was even showing signs of advancing to Martial Sovereign.
The entire Dixon family, Wade included, was plunged into a stunned silence.
Eighteen years ago, Wade was still worthy of facing Grayson in battle. But now, Grayson didn’t even need to act himself. He could send his disciple, and that was enough to stop Wade. What kind of power had Grayson himself attained?
Everyone present took a sharp breath, not daring to contemplate further.
The anger on Wade’s face slowly faded, replaced by a deep sigh. “Perhaps in today’s Astria, only Gareth Ashcroft, Maximilian Morgan–Royce, or Sean Judie can stand against you p>
With those words, Wade admitted his complete defeat. He no longer had any desire to challenge Grayson.
Grayson’s face remained expressionless as he spoke in a detached tone. “Wade Dixon, I’m here today because I have a task for you p>
Wade looked into Grayson’s eyes, which were deep and weathered, and sighed once more. “Tell me what you need. As long as it’s within my power, I won’t refuse p>
Despite being rivals, Wade couldn’t help but feel a strange connection with Grayson. They were enemies, yet somehow, there was an unspoken camaraderie between them.
Grayson stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly, “Your family has information networks all over the world. I need you to help me spread the word. On New Year’s Day, at Glidewing Mountain in Ravenridge, I will challenge Jeff Ashcroft to a duel p>
Immediately, the entire Dixon family was struck with fear.
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