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    Chapter 259 The Sharp Truth

    The handsome man is more tenacious than I thought. Before the punch hit him, the man was already stunned and fell heavily from the air.  I immediately swung my fist away, and the strength I gathered was like a torrent that passed over the head of the beautiful man and plunged straight into the lake behind him.

    Affected by the divine vibration, the water in the artificial lake rose romantically to the sky, reflecting colorful colors in the sunlight.  Amidst the splashing water drops, I got close to the handsome man again, and in response to his counterattack, I kicked out my own kick that landed in the air.

    The two forces collided again without hesitation.

    After a loud bang, the water droplets flying in the wind were blown away by the blow and scattered around.  The colorful lights and shadows in the sky overlapped and intertwined, and the beautiful man and I each took another punch in the scattering of these beautiful water drops.

    The two fists crossed each other, and there was another loud bang.

    Those water droplets that had not had time to fly away were once again shaken away by the extremely powerful force, and the water droplets in the sky were split into smaller pieces by this shock.  Finally, the huge rain turned into a beautiful drizzle, flying above our heads.

    In the drizzle, I finally landed firmly on the ground, retracted the punch just now, and looked at the beautiful man who no longer had a sarcastic smile on his face.

    The mist wetted our hair and clothes.  The handsome man and I were only an arm's length apart, and we stared at each other without making another move.

    At this moment, I seemed to finally understand why that familiar feeling was so strong.

    Looking at that man¡¯s slender eyes, I couldn¡¯t connect this person with someone I knew.  But in just a few confrontations, this style was too familiar and too surprising.

    The handsome man stared at me, his eyes showing strong disbelief, but after a moment, these surprises turned into stronger disdain and confidence.  The disgusting smell emanated from him so strongly that I even wanted to cover my nose.

    "It's surprising."

    This is the first and only thing the beautiful man said to me.  After gently uttering these words, the handsome man suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a strong flame burning in his slender eyes.  I almost didn't need to examine this man's expression to know that he was just as excited as I was just now, for this coveted fighting opportunity.

    And I am still wondering whether the true identity of this beautiful man is what I guessed.  A person with this kind of strength can be explained by more than just "talent", he should at least have a level close to "combat skills".  At this moment, I saw this man's eyes were wild, and I knew that he seemed to be planning to use all his strength.

    The handsome man with widened eyes did not punch again, but clasped his hands tightly, stared at me, opened his mouth and shouted a seemingly silent word.

    I didn¡¯t even have time to interrupt the beautiful man¡¯s movements. A torrent of pressure rushed towards my face. I almost felt my limbs heavy when the beautiful man shouted this word, and I had almost no strength to move my steps.

    Countless thin lines poured out from the back of the handsome man, slightly adjusting their direction in the air where the mist had not yet dispersed, and shot towards me without hesitation.

    Even though those thin lines are so tiny, I can still see them clearly at a glance. They are countless metal balls, or particles, that are so small that they are almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.  These things poured out from behind the beautiful man and rushed toward me with a torrent of power.

    I subconsciously connected with the power that the beautiful man had just exploded, and was surprised to find that this man's "combat skills" had the same effect of changing the properties of a certain material as his "talent".

    Facing the fierce attack of the beautiful man, I finally couldn't hold it back. I made a move with my right hand in the air, and the Spear of Alsia, which radiated holy light, emerged from my palm.

    As soon as the artifact came out, the handsome man's expression was completely heavy. He must have felt that the thing in my hand was extraordinary. His slender eyes became more solemn, and his breathing became longer than before.

    The spear formed by the divine power given by Althea thrust forward, like a large ship breaking through the waves, breaking the flowing metal fragments and blowing them to both sides.

    The handsome man snorted slightly in surprise, and his shoulders shook slightly. The tiny particles floating in the air also trembled violently in the air as his body shook, wandering around irregularly, as if they wanted to surround me completely.

    The spear in my hand still rushed straight forward, stabbing the beautiful man in the chest.  Wherever the divine power reaches, the metal fragments scatter in all directions, but after splashing, they turn into countless thin streams, shuttling around me like rays of light.  It was like it was forming a huge cocoon, surrounding me in the center.

    Those goldThe handsome man with slender eyes must have been too embarrassed to continue beating him.

    Based on the current strength comparison, I am slightly better.  Even though all the bones in my body are aching, I can see that the other person's condition is much worse than mine.  Although I don't know what the outcome of fighting will be, I am a little worried about the other party's identity, and I definitely don't dare to really fight with all my strength.

    No matter how disgusting this person¡¯s face is and how rude this approach of sneak attack is, I really can¡¯t classify him as a real enemy in this situation.

    This feeling made people feel a little uncomfortable, so I didn¡¯t wait long, and didn¡¯t give any chance for silence. I just said, ¡°Do you want to continue?¡±

    The handsome man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. This action undoubtedly showed his hesitation.  The fight just now has proved something. At least if we want to completely conquer the other party, each of us has to pay a considerable price.  I know this, and beautiful men must know it even better.

    It wasn¡¯t until this moment that I really had the opportunity to take a clear look at this arrogant, colorful man, and I also discovered that there were slight lines at the corners of his eyes.  From this person's movements, I felt a strong confidence that only young people have.  But from this man's face, now that I could finally observe him carefully, I felt an uncontrollable oldness.

    "You are strong."

    The handsome man still had a slightly mocking smile on his face, and this smile still made me feel very uncomfortable.

    "You're welcome." I waved my hands so that the sore muscles in my arms could be sorted out by the divine power, and replied politely, "Too many people have praised me so much, and now I'm beginning to think that it's not true.  Yes. If you are the strongest person in your family, then we should not expect to defeat the Gods one day."

    The handsome man looked at me, his expression still arrogant and full of contempt, but when I mentioned the concept of "gods", his eyes blinked rapidly.

    Facing my sarcasm, the handsome man did not fight back, but still looked at me arrogantly. The meaning was obvious - his strength was certainly not the strongest in the entire family.  I then understood that his sense of superiority came from his trust in the entire family. This was a sense of wholeness that I could not understand.

    Of course I can¡¯t understand it, I¡¯ve always been alone.

    "To be honest, if I hadn't confirmed your identity, I might have continued to fight you today." I continued, my tone no longer polite, "It doesn't have to be a fight to the death, but I think the battle itself should be based on  Personal honors are only completed when one side defeats the other. It has nothing to do with how powerful your family is or how many stronger relatives and friends you have behind you."

    The handsome man spread his hands, revealing dark metal gloves, which still had strong power attached to them.

    "You want to continue?"

    I chuckled and my tone suddenly changed: "Of course not. It's too disrespectful to fight you even though I know who you are. Isn't it disrespectful to an acquaintance? Isn't it because you want to see if I am as troublesome as the rumors say?  Did you show up?"

    The handsome man put away his arrogant expression, narrowed his slender eyes and stared at me for a while, and then said coldly: "At this moment, I can only represent myself."

    I chuckled: "Forget it, how about you put away those useless prides of yours? If it weren't for your family, would you come here to waste time with a nobody like me?"

    The handsome man looked at me, as if he didn't care about my sarcasm, and seemed to be thinking about my words.  After staring like this for a while, he finally said slowly: "My name is Aini."

    I nodded indifferently: "It's so fierce and looks a bit similar, I've guessed it a long time ago."
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