Rewriting Fate with My Apex War Goddess (by Ezekiel Valor) novel Chapter 521

Chapter 521 Fists Against Fists

The backs of their shirts exploded apart, leaving round holes torn through the fabric and exposing the

skin underneath.

It was as if the force had passed right through their bodies and dumped all the extra power into their clothes.

The next second, some were sent flying backward while others were launched straight into the air.

Blood sprayed from their mouths. Their minds went blank.

Before they could even understand what had happened, they were already out of the fight.

Steven caught the weapons they dropped as they flew away.

Swords, spears, staffs, and blades.

Whatever landed in his hands became his weapon. With a flick of his wrist, he sent those weapons flying toward the next wave of attackers rushing in from behind.

Then the same scene repeated itself.

One after another, people coughed up blood and flew across the battlefield, completely unable to continue fighting.

A strange clarity filled Steven’s mind. His understanding of every weapon felt complete, as though he had mastered them all.

No matter what weapon he held, its power seemed to multiply in his hands.

This was the true meaning of the combat path he had realized.

Whether it was a weapon or his own body, the purpose of fighting was simple. Defeat the enemy. Or kill

them.

Combat techniques were killing techniques.

That meant anything in the world could become a weapon.

And he himself was the strongest weapon of all.

With the blessing of Immortal Body, his physical strength had already reached an unbelievable level. Te had little reason to fear injury.

So in this one-sided battle, he brutally crushed his opponents to retine his bar wyle

He charged forward without hesitation.

The spectators could only watch with numb salgs

All they saw was a dark figure weaving through the crused.

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Chapter 521-Fists Against Fists

Every dull impact was followed by another scream as someone was blasted away.

It didn’t matter whether they were Three-Sigil or Four-Sigil awakened fighters

Everyone ended up the same way. Spitting blood. Flying backward.

Miles, the strongest person present, frowned as he watched.

What a strange fighting style. There was no pattern to it at all. Steven used too many different techni and too many different weapons.

It should have looked messy and awkward. Yet somehow, it felt overwhelmingly powerful

Lola was just as shocked.

What level is this guy? He’s fighting over a hundred people by himself and still looks completely relaxed. In reality, Steven dealt with the crowd quickly.

Just a few minutes later, more than a hundred people were lying on the ground groaning in pain.

The young man leading the Gordons shouted angrily, “Steven! This isn’t over! Just you wait!”

Steven couldn’t be bothered to answer.

His fighting spirit was rising higher and higher.

He wanted a worthy opponent to help sharpen his new combat path.

The martial force around him pulsed rhythmically, almost as if it were breathing.

Then his eyes locked onto Lola.

“You’re up next.”

Lola’s eyes twitched. Right now, Steven looked less like a person and more like a hungry beast with glowing eyes locked onto its prey, as if he wanted to tear her apart right there

Then he vanished. A split second later, he was already in front of her

“Oh, give me a break!”

Lola let out a startled yelp, hut she charged forward anyway

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