Chapter 268 A Big Short's Prisoner

• “Is this Lord Rhodes’ true strength?” The lord of Bloody Slaughter couldn’t help but tremble upon seeing this. As the middle-aged man’s subordinate, the lord of Bloody Slaughter knew that he was powerful, but today she finally witnessed his true strength. With just a stomp, the earth quaked. Even a Grand Master would easily be killed by him. The cracks under the feet spread rapidly, forming a spiderweb-like pattern. The middle-aged man raised his palm with vital energy swirling between his fingers. Strands of energy wrapped around Leonard like silk threads.
• “Now you understand the difference between us? We are both cultivators, but you are nothing more than ants in front of me.” The middle-aged man said arrogantly as he glanced at Leonard. “Lord Rhodes is amazing.” Admiration flashed in the lord of Bloody Slaughter’s eyes. She was a proud woman, and only the middle-aged man who he called Lord Rhodes could make her willingly submit. “You’re overestimating yourself.” Leonard smiled. To be honest, the middle-aged man was the strongest expert Leonard had ever seen. But if the man thought he could crush Leonard, he was truly underestimating him.
• Upon hearing Leonard’s words, the lord of Bloody Slaughter frowned. “This brat is still so arrogant. Lord Rhodes will make him beg for mercy.” The middle-aged man sneered, “You’ll soon find out if I’m overestimating myself.” Soon. Vital energy converged around him. He turned into a blur and aimed his palm at Leonard. With just a casual kick earlier, he had caused such an effect, and now, with all his strength, his aura was even more terrifying. “Lord Rhodes makes a move. This brat is done for.” The lord of Bloody Slaughter muttered fiercely. If she hadn’t run fast the last time, she might have died at Leonard’s hands. Now that Lord Rhodes had made a move, she felt an immediate sense of relief.