Did he lose his mind?

He was spouting these presumptuous words at such a time; had Maxwell become nuts?

He lost his mind, right?

He really went crazy!

Everyone was thinking that he had become a nut job.

The Gillette Household had been surrounded to the point where not a drop of water could get through, yet Maxwell would act so rampantly? If he hadn't gone crazy, what else could it be?

When Maxwell finished speaking, his facial expression and his mannerisms were arrogant to the extreme. He was simply not regarding the Emporium Academy!

This made everyone from the Emporium Academy pissed off!

Every one of them had an ugly look on their face as they locked their eyes on Maxwell. They were all showing expressions that they wanted to swallow him alive.

He had scorned the Emporium Academy to the point that it wasn't even worth a penny, and the members of the academy were good for nothing but useless things.

This was an insult, a gigantic insult.

Suddenly, a member at level 3 silver rank rushed out and leapt towards Maxwell before cursing: "You're the dogshit! Our Academy isn't a place you can curse."

Before he could finish, Maxwell sneered ferociously as he roared in his mind: "Level 2 Overdrive!"

Four times the attributes exploded forth.

He stomped down and burst forward. His pair of fists was like cannons as he bombarded out with a cold humph.

"Bam!"

That person had no clue Maxwell would suddenly strike. This move was similar to how Godfrey had suddenly struck Maxwell, flying.

Except that Maxwell survived, but that Emporium Academy member was instantly killed by him!

Not an ounce of strength was withheld as he was killed by a single blow!

"Crackle!"

The system's notification tone sounded off in Maxwell's mind.

That person fell into his own pool of blood. His chest was smashed open, and splatters of flesh flew everywhere. His eyes were still wide open with an expression of not knowing how he died.

This punch that instantly killed the Emporium Academy member was a huge disgrace. The disgrace had caused everyone's faces to feel a burning hot sensation.

This caused their rage to rise to the heavens!

Maxwell stood his ground with an arrogant expression while cursing: "Bloody hell, who else isn't satisfied? Come at me if you have the guts!"

His imposing aura had reached the heavens!

The killing intent coming from Maxwell's body had stormed into the skies while causing some of the surrounding people to be filled with fear.

For a brief moment, maybe only a short one second, everyone from the Emporium Academy was overawed by Maxwell. Even those two inner court Dukes who looked at Maxwell in disdain felt a slight startlement in their minds.

Madness! His madness had no restraints!

Everyone from the Gillette Household was dumbfounded; their hearts were surging, and their blood was boiling.

They were excited about seeing an Emporium Academy member being instantly killed by a punch, so their momentum instantly skyrocketed.

"Completely crazy and unrestrained!"

"Let's see if you can continue acting wildly in a bit." Someone walked out from the crowd of Emporium Academy members.

The crowd started becoming rowdy.

"Augustus!"

"Augustus, the person who's the closest to reaching the Gold rank. No matter how strong this kid Maxwell was, his only outcome would be death, with Augustus coming forth."

Augustus - He was only eighteen years old and was the Emporium Academy's inner court student. On the second day, he entered the Emporium Academy, and he had already become an inner court student.

His strength was powerful, especially when it came to martial techniques, because of his high talent in comprehending them.

He was an invincible existence when compared to those on the same level.

Even those in the early stages of the Gold rank would have a hard time dealing with him.

He was an absolute genius whom Emporium Academy focused its grooming on.

The moment he stepped out, many people started shouting and becoming rowdy.

Augustus's breathing was very calm as he approached with a cold smile: "You should have never, ever offended our Academy. Just based on your age and your talent, you could definitely have become an inner court member of our Academy. But unfortunately, you have to die now."

"But, you should consider yourself lucky because you will die by my hands. This is your honour."

His voice wasn't very loud, but it was brimming full of wildness. This was a kind of disdain that wasn't shown on his expression, but a contempt for Maxwell that came seeping out from his bones.

Level 2 Silver Rank, yet his strength was above Charlie's!

Maxwell clenched his fists tightly as his lips formed a cold sneer: "Quit the yapping already..."

Augustus's expression dramatically changed before he shouted coldly: "Come at me!"

Immediately after, his palms started moving, and an aura exploded out from his body. His powers burst forth as his figure pounced forth at the speed of lightning.

"Holy Octave Palm Attack!"

As if his voice reverberated from the void, Augustus's oppressive pressure accompanied the explosive aura of energy.

Maxwell became extremely uncomfortable as if a mountain was now crushing down on his mind.

Maxwell was standing there motionless, and his sneer actually didn't decrease but turned into a huge smile before laughing into the air.

He was laughing in a wild and unrestrained manner!

The crowd present couldn't understand what was going on.

No one knew what Maxwell was trying to do by just standing there.

No one could figure out what he was thinking.

Was he scared silly?

Waiting for his own death?

Or did he really go crazy?

Augustus also didn't know what Maxwell was doing, but he was getting pissed by Maxwell's laughter. The strength of his Technique was raised by a single level, and the energy became even more vigorous. No matter what, Maxwell wouldn't be able to dodge this palm attack, and the only outcome of not dodging was death!

The Emporium Academy's members were all smiling with an extremely smug smile.

The Holy Octave Palm Attack was a martial technique that Augustus had been cultivating for many years. His research on this set of martial techniques was so advanced that even Dukes couldn't compare with him.

"This kid is still laughing, so he's definitely been scared silly."

"A rural villager like him? At the most, he could probably walk sideways in a small city like this. But no matter how strong he is, he can't be Augustus's opponent!"

The twin palm attack was similar to simultaneous strikes from eight different directions, containing peerless might. Even someone at level 2 silver rank would most likely turn into meat paste by this strike.

But, Maxwell finally ceased his wild laughter as he excitedly said, "This set of palm techniques isn't too bad, I want it!"

"Level 2 Overdrive!"

3000 mana instantly disappeared, and four times the attributes exploded forth.

However, Maxwell still stood there unmoving while he suppressed the surge of force within his body. He circulated the energy towards his arms, yet his arms didn't swell up, but his veins did start popping out. The green veins started turning red and exuding white mist as if the force was combusting.

Unmoving like a mountain.

Even though Augustus's oppressive pressure was crushing down, causing him uncomfortable pain, Maxwell's heart was becoming perversely excited. He was absolutely no different from a madman right now.

Some Gillette Household members didn't dare to continue watching.

Everyone's heart felt like it was suspended in midair by anxiety. Since none of them could do anything about the incoming strike, their hearts were feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Bloody hell, it would be great if my cultivation level were at the God rank. I would have definitely killed all these people right now."

Everyone in the Gillette Household was firmly clenching their fists filled with self-blame for being unable to share the burden with Maxwell. At the same time, they were reminding themselves that if given the chance of surviving this crisis, they would definitely cultivate like crazy so that something like this would never happen again.

"Bam!"

Augustus's attack landed.

It accurately slammed into Maxwell's chest.

Maxwell's face instantly paled, but he stood his ground without moving. Since the Demon Armour was filled with killing intent, the defence on a Spirit-type treasure was extremely powerful. That's why Maxwell could take this palm attack head-on, and why he managed to survive Godfrey's previous attack.

At the same time when Augustus's twin palms landed, Maxwell grinned ferociously and then said with disdain: "Is that all the strength you've got? Too weak and no different from scratching an itch."

"My Turn!"

Both of Maxwell's arms sank before they shot out like a nuclear missile!

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