Chapter 3253 Even Your Master Is Unfit
Baring a major whopping, they’d likely continue to persist with such shenanigans! That settles it! I’ll beat them up badly enough just so that they understand that their master isn’t fit to have me as a disciple either!
Wasting no further time indulging them with idle banter, Levi decidedly let his fists do the talking.
Boom!
Once more, an earth-shattering fist was unleashed to the tandem of an ear-splitting explosion.
An all-encompassing tempest shrouded the air above them while a petrifying tremoring, akin to the wrath of the nine heavens unleashed upon the earth, ripped across through the horizon.
Regardless of speed or strength, this punch exceeded that of the previous a dozen-fold.
Hiss!
The Three Sages of North Pavilion, too, immediately sensed danger abound; that punch was terrifying beyond their wildest expectations, and perhaps, more immense than anything they could have ever anticipated.
Before, they were under the impression that he might be some way from being their equal, but now, it would seem that that might not definitely be the case.
This punch is horrendeous!
Their expressions were grim to the extreme.
This punch is too fast!
They found themselves unable to rely on their paciness to evade it as they did just now, and there was no doubt that they would come away from this with grievous injuries even if they tried to force the issue.
Having all of their escape options cut off, they had no choice but to meet that attack head-on.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
No longer willing to underestimate Levi, the trio variously brought their own best moves to the fore, unleashing their terrifying Art of Consumptions simultaneously.
Not only did they form up a protective shield with their focused auras in front of them against that punch, but they also used the same means to meet the latter with a vigorous counterattack of their own.
Bang!
When the two sides clashed violently, the Three Sages were taken aback by the speed and power of that punch that transcended the confines of their imaginings and into the realm of the unfathomable.
Unbeknownst to them was a secret; concealed within this punch was the Annihilation Blast, with each subsequent layer more potent than the proceeding one.
That which got had them panicky was the first wave of energy, which was followed shortly after by the second wave.
Bam!
It took nearly everything they had to block the first wave of energy, but the second wave that came after instantly dissipated their own Art of Consumption.
Crack!
Then came the third which went on to shatter the shield formed by their focused Art of Consumption.
Bam!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Without further means of resistance at their disposal, the Three Sages were sent flying by the arrival of the fourth.
But before they could react, the fifth wave of energy had already burst through to deal them all a thoroughly devastating blow.
Their exceptional physical disposition allowed them to withstand it, though barely.
Albeit seriously wounded, they would survive yet.
However, the sixth wave erupted again, and this was also the strongest by far.
It was a wave of energy so cosmical in magnitude that they could neither defend against nor escape from it, and one from which even their remarkable physical constitution could not save them.
The sixth wave of energy, an amalgamation of Levi’s most astonishing and terrifying prowess, was the ultimate expression of this punch’s most pernicious potency.
The only thing that awaited them upon contact was certain death.
The eyes of the Three Sages were gripped in sheer horror.
It was unimaginable and completely inconceivable for them that Levi should possess such staggering prowess, for that degree of ability was potent enough to cull all three of them outright in an instant.
Never mind that they themselves were unfit to take him on as their disciple, they also reckoned that even their master was not either, for that was on the level of their master himself.
Powerful! He’s simply too powerful!
Never had they expected that it would be how their attempts at recruitment would end, and more so than that, they were not expecting to be taken out by Levi with a single punch.
No! We cannot accept this outcome!
Even if they could not contend with having to die here, they had no alternatives, considering that there was nothing they could do in response to the sixth wave of this attack.
They could already imagine the state of the North Pavilion after their own passing.
She would surely be devoured by the other factions, with her members doomed to either die tragically or be condemned to slavery. Their fates would be utter misery in the cruel dog-eat-dog world in which the Ecclesiastic Order existed!
