Maxwell resisted it head-on!

He didn't even think of defending himself and just allowed Augustus's palms to slam down.

When comparing strength and speed, Maxwell was definitely not Augustus's opponent. But when comparing defence though...

The Demon Armour had been filled with killing intent and reached the Spirit type. So no matter how strong Augustus's attack was, there's still no way he could deal any physical damage to Maxwell.

A Spirit-type armour's defence was peerlessly tough. Even though Augustus's strength was powerful, so what?

At that moment, when Augustus's twin palms landed and had instantly become shocked, Maxwell sneered ferociously, baring his teeth and said: "Now, it's my turn."

Suddenly, the pent-up force that had been previously suppressed inside Maxwell's arms blasted out like a nuclear bomb with his fists as a conduit.

Its speed was like lightning!

No matter how high Augustus's cultivation level was or how fast his reaction speed was, there was no way he could dodge this.

The distance between those two was too close, to the point where it was impossible to react in time.

Fists as large as ceramic pans were heavily punched out!

Slamming onto Augustus's chest!

"Bam!"

A loud sound was heard, and thick ripples of energy started spreading out. No one would've imagined that Maxwell could take on Augustus's palm attack without suffering any injuries. He even exploded forth a powerful attack in retaliation! This was too shocking!

Augustus's pupils shrank while his face instantly paled. His fiery hot chest felt like they were about to split apart, and he felt extreme discomfort in his internal organs like they were tossing around during a storm out at sea.

The most uncomfortable feeling was actually in his heart!

How was this possible?

How could he lose?

How was it possible that he was struck by a piece of trash?

His extremely proud heart couldn't handle this fact.

In his eyes, Maxwell was no different from a pile of dog shit. If it weren't for him trying to demonstrate his strength in front of the two inner court Dukes, he would've never stood out. To him, Maxwell didn't even have the capabilities to make a move.

His status indicated everything!

But the outcome made his heart sink to the abyss. The moment his body flew off, he was roaring into the air: "Maxwell, you damn dog thing dares to sneak attack..."

"Sneak attack? Hahaha... You damn trash, I stood here without moving so you could hit me. Now that you cannot beat me, you're saying I sneak attacked you?"

"Good!"

His words were very quick.

Augustus still had not landed on the ground yet, while Maxwell roared out in his mind: "Level 2 Overdrive!"

"Ghost Steps!"

His body was like lightning as he predicted the location where Augustus would land. Without waiting for him to land, his right leg was lifted and kicked in that direction.

After being seriously wounded, Augustus was unable to control his body, which was flying off in the air.

He never imagined Maxwell would dare to chase after him in front of so many of the Academy's members. He didn't want to live anymore?

In reality, the people of the Emporium Academy never imagined Maxwell would make another move!

This was an unexpected event for them.

Because of this, Augustus's body was kicked into the air again. Maxwell's voice was chilled as he ferociously grinned: "I'll let you experience what's called a combo!"

This was a move that only happened inside video games.

It was when a player would release several techniques at the speed of light to perform a series of consecutive attacks. This type of move was extremely gorgeous to behold, but required the player to have a very fast hand speed. He had to release a series of techniques uninterruptedly while also having a superior ability to predict his opponent's location.

When Maxwell punched Augustus, flying, he had already predicted his landing point.

Ghost Steps were activated, and the kick made Augustus's body fly up again. Maxwell then leapt up towards Augustus's body and pulled back his fists. He then shouted: "Dragon Fire Palm Attack! 10,000 points of damage!"

Punches like torrential rain punched out non-stop!

The speed was so fast that people could only see a blur and not Maxwell's fist. All they could see was a series of phantom fist images.

Augustus's cold, proud, and contemptuous expression was directly beaten to mush.

Maxwell was specifically aiming punches at his face as he cursed internally. "What can you really do now?"

The flurry of punches was raining down, and Augustus didn't have the strength to retaliate.

After several dozen punches, Augustus's body had slammed onto the ground. Maxwell actually didn't stop attacking as he sat on top of his body and continued punching nonstop.

Each punch was also heavily landing on the minds of the Emporium Academy's members.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this.

The three Dukes of the Emporium Academy had extremely ugly looks on their faces, but none of them made a move to help. The reason was very simple - Augustus had already been crippled!

Moreover, even though they were of the same Academy, Augustus wasn't a personal student of theirs. Due to their own selfishness, the hesitation they had already caused them to miss the opportunity to rescue him from becoming a cripple.

Since they had missed their opportunity, there was no need to rescue him anymore.

As each punch slammed down, everyone was staring at Maxwell, who was no different from a lunatic right now.

"Crackle!"

"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette for killing Augustus."

"Reward: 5000 XP, 800 mana."

"Extra Reward: Holy Octave Palm Attack!"

"Cultivate: Yes/No"

"Badge +1."

Hearing those system notifications, Maxwell smiled excitedly. He retrieved his fists, stood up, and then spat out a thick glob of phlegm onto Augustus's corpse. He then said with disdain: "Shit, man, you can't even withstand a single blow from me!"

Immediately after, he mentally said in his mind: "Cultivate!"

"Crackle!"

"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette for learning Holy Octave Palm Attack."

Maxwell then said happily in his mind, "You're really coordinating well with my system. You actually exploded forth with the loot that I asked for, how nice!"

After killing Augustus, Maxwell's expression was even more rampant as he coldly smiled: "So this is your Academy's so-called best?"

"Simply weak to the lowest!"

Everyone from the Emporium Academy had a really ugly look on their face, which included those Dukes.

Everyone's eyes looked like they wanted to swallow Maxwell alive!

"He's acting too arrogantly!"

"Hey brat, you really think our Academy has no one left?"

At this time, many members of the Emporium Academy stepped out with ferocious looks on their faces.

Maxwell faintly smiled and said without fear: "What? You guys want to take turns fighting me to wear me out? You really don't care about your reputation, huh? Hahaha..."

He was laughing out loud in an unrestrained manner.

This was another blow to everyone from the Emporium Academy.

It was fiery hot, painful, and extremely uncomfortable.

Lucas stared at Maxwell's chest where Augustus's twin palms had landed. He then turned to the side to look at Banner beside him.

Banner's brows formed a frown. The two of them were looking at each other before Banner nodded.

The two of them seem to be talking about something.

Lucas faintly smiled and waved his arm: "All of you step back first."

Immediately after, he descended directly in front of Maxwell while riding his giant crane. He then coldly smiled while pressuring him with his momentum: "What do you want then?"

Maxwell was unhappy but didn't dare to cause any trouble. Lucas's cultivation level had exceeded the range of what he could handle. His eyes then looked towards Godfrey's and said: "It was his son and his nephew who first killed my people, that's why I took my revenge against them."

Lucas nodded and said, "You should be more direct with the conditions."

Maxwell didn't bother to be long-winded and directly said, "If he has the guts, he should fight me one-on-one."

He was calling out Godfrey by name for a duel!

Godfrey, an expert at the peak Gold rank!

Everyone thought they had heard wrong. Even Lucas, who was closest to Maxwell, was startled by it and asked, "What did you just say?"

Maxwell coldly laughed in an extremely wild and unrestrained manner. He then shouted in a voice that shook the heavens: "If he has the guts, he should fight me one on one!"

Arrogance! Too wild and arrogant!

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