The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 133

Ian waved his hand, and the young man behind him approached them.

When Morine arrived, he noticed the guy, but no one introduced Morine to him.

“This is my servant, Lionel Cullen.

He’s a fifth-stage True Martial Realm warrior,” Ian introduced, “Why don’ t you two show us what you got, but don’ t overdo it.”

“Alright.” Then, Morine cupped his hands at Lionel and greeted, “Do give me some pointers, Lionel.”

Although Lionel and Ian had the same surname, they were not related by blood, and they only had a master-servant relationship.

As Ian’s servant, Lionel never really had any sense of existence.

However, a talented warrior like Morine greeted him respectfully and requested pointers.

This proved that Morine did not look down on Lionel despite his status.

In an instant, Lionel admired Morine too.

Soon, Lionel showed a faint smile and cupped his hand as he replied, “Young Master Nathalia, you’re too polite.

Let’s give it a go, but let‘s not hurt each other.”

Not only Ian but George and James were also secretly delighted at the scene.

Ian was even more appreciative of Morine’s attitude toward others.

Usually, Ian would only come in contact with other cultivators, and everyone knew that cultivators were mostly arrogant toward ordinary people.

At times, even Ian would unconsciously show that side of him.

However, Ian did not see such an arrogant attitude on Steven, and this personality was not a sign of weakness or tenderness, but rather a strong man’s confidence.

A person with such confidence would surely be successful in their respective fields, regardless if they were mortals, warriors, or cultivators.

At the thought of that, Ian was even more determined to befriend Richard.

If Ian befriended Morine now, Morine would surely not forget about their relationship now once he made a name for himself.

Nevertheless, even if Morine did not achieve great things and fell halfway, Ian would not suffer any losses.

As Morine thought about it, Morine and Lionel stood in the middle of the living room.

“You may start…”

Following Ian’s order, Lionel quickly made a move.

“The Meteoric Punches!”

Lionel did not hold back and showed the strength of a sect disciple, and in an instant, the surrounding air blasted loudly.

At a glance, Lionel seemed to have blasted out dozens of punches in a blink of an eye, and each of the attacks was enough to crush the ground and split the ground.

Then, the stone slabs on the ground started to crack with loud noises, and even the nearby tables and chairs were shaking.

Despite being Pulse Control Realm cultivators, George and James were secretly amazed at the scene.

Just as the punches were about to touch Steven, he suddenly moved.

“The Fierce Tiger’s Eleven Consecutive Kicks!”

Swoosh!

Morine‘s movement was like lightning tearing through the dark sky, and it was fierce and violent.

Everyone watching could not help but gasp.

Soon, a loud crackling sound came, and the shadows of the punches in mid-air were kicked and exploded one by one, looking like dense firecrackers in the atmosphere.

As the dense shadows of punches shattered, they appeared like collapsing city walls.

Morine’s offensive was like a surging tide, so mighty that it did not let anyone have the chance to take a breather.

The next second, Lionel felt as if a long whip suddenly appeared out of thin air and struck him.

Lionel’s expression abruptly changed, and he hurriedly raised his arms to cover himself.

Soon, he felt a strong force sweeping across the air, and a power like a clap of thunder suddenly crashed in front of him.