Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 776

Chapter 776

Ashton knew he had to seize the chance. If he could close the distance and force the fight into close quarters, he might end this life–or–death duel quickly.

“You think I’ve grown weak with age?” Flint let out a cold laugh. “You’re dead wrong. My body reached the Adamantine state decades ago.”

In a heartbeat, he dipped his shoulders and surged forward without the slightest attempt to evade and met Ashton head–on.

The impact detonated between them. Their bodies crashed together like reinforced steel, the surrounding air buckling as shockwaves rippled outward toward the barriers.

They separated for a split second before colliding again. This was true close–quarters combat, every strike finding its mark.

Their figures blurred and crossed, with neither willing to yield. But Flint was winning the exchange, his raw power steadily grinding down Ashton’s momentum.

“Do you feel it yet, Ashton? That’s what real despair feels like. Forget the fact that you’re already half–dead. Even at your peak, the gap between us would still be insurmountable. You think you’re ready to become the new ruler of the criminal underworld in Javonbury? It’s too soon for that.”

His close–quarters combat skill was terrifying. There were no openings in his defense, and every strike carried devastating precision. His control over power was effortless, almost casual.

Ashton, who was already gravely wounded, felt his bones snap under the repeated impacts. Yet, his bloodshot gaze remained locked on Flint as he searched for a single opening for a killing blow.

What troubled him more was that every attack failed to break through Flint’s defense, while his own wounds split wider with every exchange. Flint was driving each strike into the weakest points of his injured body.

“Don’t worry, Ashton. After I defeat you, I won’t kill you right away,” Flint said with a cold laugh. “I still need the Drakell technique from you. When the time comes, I’ll use every method available to make you hand it over. After all, you have a daughter, right?”

His gaze never left Ashton’s face. The moment Ashton showed the slightest opening, he would strike without hesitation to deliver the killing blow.

At the mention of his daughter, Ashton’s eyes narrowed as his killing intent surged into something far more volatile.

Flint caught the shift in his expression, and his eyes lit up.

“Your ex–wife has already joined my alliance. It won’t be long before Celia is calling me Grandpa. Now that would be interesting

“Go to hell!” Ashton was clearly enraged.

Veins swelled along his arm as he roared, “Sixfold Draconic Fist!”

He brought his fist down in a killing arc, targeting the crown of Flint’s skull.

Instead of flinching, Flint just scoffed and said, “You’re losing your edge.”

He stepped back, his hands snapping together in a prayer–like gesture to form an Absolute Domain.

Ashton’s punch crashed down. The impact drove Flint’s domain inward by barely an inch, but it failed to break through his defense.

A savage grin spread across Flint’s face.

“There is only one ruler of the criminal underworld in Jovanbury. And that’s me. You’re nowhere near my level.”

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With that, Flint thrust his hand forward. The air before him split open as if torn apart, sealing off the space around Ashton. He compressed the power in his palm to its absolute limit before slamming it down in a single devastating strike.