Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 382

Alas, even Cesar’s defensive efforts couldn’t hold out against such an overwhelmingly powe barrier shattered, and the strike flattened him to the ground.

Blood began gushing from his body, which was now covered in horrifying wounds.

All at once, the elderly Tybalt found the perfect moment to strike. Eyes flashing murderously, he shot toward Ashton with his palm aimed at Ashton’s heart.

From the moment Cesar got defeated, Tybalt realized they had underestimated Ashton. He must’ve had a reason for being confident enough to stick around and wait for them.

“You’re even stronger, huh? Good. Let me land a few more blows!” Ashton laughed gleefully.

The veins along his right arm bulged as he stood there and waited to take on the strike without even moving backward. Clenching his fist, he threw a strike of his own.

The punch collided violently with Tybalt’s palm midair, sending dust and debris in all directions. Even the air rippled all around.

Sputtering blood, Tybalt staggered backward, and his cane cracked.

“How are you so strong?”

Though advanced in years, Tybalt had unleashed the fullest extent of his power and struck with perfect timing. By his judgment, no one could’ve blocked that strike, not unless their cultivation far exceeded his own.

But instead, he was knocked backward and even suffered a severe internal injury as a result.

Meanwhile, Ashton remained standing where he was, looking perfectly unscathed. There was even a hint of disappointment in his eyes as he looked at Tybalt, as if scorning his opponent for being too weak.

“That can’t be all you’ve got, right? I’d be very upset if that’s true. I haven’t even g Ashton remarked before laughing heartily.

best shot yet!

Unleashing the entirety of his force and power, he shot forward like a bloodthirsty beast, much to everyone’s shock

Tybalt’s eyes flickered, feeling like he was the prey. He swiftly retreated while signaling for the Jensens‘ experts to hold Ashton back.

Alas, now that Ashton wasn’t holding himself back, the experts were knocked away before they could even get near him.

Gritting his teeth through his injuries, Cesar walked over to Tybalt and said grimly, “Let’s attack him together!”

With his life on the line, he had to set aside his pride and team up with Tybalt to defeat the enemy. Ashton was far too terrifying an opponent.

“Okay.” Tybalt nodded.

He and Cesar tried to split Ashton’s attention by each coming at Ashton from a different side. They launched their most fearsome attack in perfect coordination, hoping to subdue him and end the fight once and for all.

However, the moment they struck, their eyes widened in horror again. They couldn’t find a single weakness in Ashton that they could exploit. On the contrary, he’d met both their attacks head–on and counte

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His fists seemed to contain the force of mountains–and were charged with lightning that spa

“Whoa! That was fun!”

me air.

The Drakeborne lineage continued to power up within him. He was eager to know what his true limits were.

But soon, Ashton found that Tybalt and Cesar were at their limits. Their wounds kept getting bigger, with even more blood gushing out. They were entirely at his mercy now, with their defenses getting weaker with every

strike.

After four more successive punches from Ashton, Tybalt and Cesar simultaneously screamed before collapsing in utter defeat. They could no longer put up a fight against him.

In fact, if he hadn’t gone easy on them, their bodies would’ve been pulverized into bits by now.

They lay flat on the ground, their breathing erratic. Covered in bruises and bleeding profusely, they didn’t seem at all like the formidable experts they appeared to be earlier.

The stench of blood was carried through the wind.