"Leave none alive? Brant Fairbanks, you're being too arrogant!"
Riker Leopold and Granger Ridge stood back to back, forming a defense.
"I have the right to be arrogant." Brant Fairbanks said nonchalantly, "You two are martial artists, so why not see for yourselves how strong they've become?"
The moment he finished speaking, those martial artists started to close in.
"How can this be?" The heads of the book academies felt it, utterly bewildered.
They knew the abilities of martial arts masters very well.
But the martial arts masters from Ocean Academy were clearly much stronger than those from any other academy.
It seemed as if their strength had suddenly more than doubled!
"How about it? Is my strength enough to delve into the South and eliminate those fierce beasts?" Brant Fairbanks's face was full of pride.
Upon returning, he immediately used the method of the West Tower, transforming his loyalists by implanting a microcosm within them.
