Chapter 792: Chapter 253: This scar I left you, is your glory for a lifetime!_5


    However, their shock was just beginning.


    The next instant, the amazement in everyone’s eyes had not yet faded when it skyrocketed to the extreme.


    “Quick, look! That guy... that guy...”


    “There’s an illusion appearing behind him too!”


    “A Fourth Tier Cursing Spirit? No, that’s wrong! He is Third Tier! That guy has undergone Demonic Solution too!”


    “Impossible... That guy can perform Demonic Solution? Also, what Demon God is that?”


    “...”


    At this moment, everyone dared not believe their own eyes.@@@@


    Seeing a genius youth was one thing, after all, Barre Shepherd was already well-known.


    But for this nobody, who just appeared out of nowhere, to also be capable of Demonic Solution?


    Who exactly is this guy?


    Not only was Old Master Williams, who was watching dumbfounded from the attic.


    The other elders of the Song Family had their jaws drop.


    The lower class doesn’t understand the relationship between strength and social hierarchy.


    But the lords and ladies in upper-class society are very clear about it.


    Without a high-quality Demon Mark, Profession Card, transcendent resources, and guidance from a master, it would be impossible to reach such a level.


    It would have to be the son of a major family to have such generous resources accumulated.


    It can be said that even the Song Family, being one of the top financial conglomerates of Black Gold City, doesn’t have the qualifications to possess such a genius who can perform Demonic Solution at Third Tier!


    Seeing Leonard Churchill’s strength so strong, the Song Family elders also felt a twinge of regret, speculating in their hearts: could this be the talented young master from a major family who is out traveling the world?


    And the only girl at the scene who was worried about Leonard Churchill was now beyond shocked.


    In Vera Williams’ bright eyes, there was only the scene that she felt she would never forget in her life.


    The young man wearing a white tailcoat stood there, with the Clown Demon God’s Phantom behind him, as if mocking everything in the world.


    ....


    After undergoing Demonic Solution, Leonard Churchill had managed to withstand Barre Shepherd’s Mystery “Iron Finger” using his Tyrant Body.


    Seeing this, the one across from him, Barre Shepherd, was not humiliated but instead ecstatic, exclaiming, “Good! Good! Good!”


    The guy seemed to enter an extremely excited state, with his Curse Power surging once again.


    The “Gluttony” Breathing Method was already compatible with all Elements, and Barre Shepherd had also mastered various Elemental Secret Skills.


    His fists glowed with different Curse Powers, casting out Martial Skills akin to those from a textbook.


    “Ghost Shadow Hand,” “Tiger Cannon Fist,” “Fourth-Level Divine Leap,” “Heavenly Frost Fist,” “Thunderbolt Palm,” “Earth Thorn Trample,” “Strong Air,” “Royal Flow·Collapse,” “Strong Air Prison”...


    Old Shepherd had once said that in his youth, he was obsessed with learning various Mystery Martial Skills.


    Leonard Churchill knew that Barre Shepherd was seriously injured.


    He couldn’t remember how many times he had been knocked down.


    But the stubborn youth stood up once again.


    His martial arts robe was torn and tattered, as Barre Shepherd struggled to rise from the ruins.


    He was covered in wounds, and fresh red blood trickled down his forehead.


    But in his eyes, there was no hint of retreat, only a wild and untamed fighting intent.


    He looked at Leonard Churchill, trying to summon his completely depleted Curse Power, wanting to charge at him again.


    But Leonard Churchill had no intention of continuing the fight.


    He raised his hand and indicated, “You’ve lost.”


    Upon hearing these words, Barre Shepherd’s eyes showed his reluctance dimming as he grimly accepted the truth.


    He had indeed lost.


    He didn’t understand why, but it seemed as if his opponent had seen through his every move from beginning to end.


    And in the opponent’s fists, there were even shadows of his own Shepherd family techniques...


    But just as his emotions sank for an instant, the youth suddenly looked up, his eyes blazing with renewed fighting intent, “Would you grant me one more year! In a year, I will defeat you!”


    Leonard Churchill looked at him and smiled faintly.


    He was indeed interested in having another bout with this fellow in a year.


    Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to happen.


    Barre Shepherd couldn’t understand that smile, feeling as though he had been defeated again, but then the blood by his eyebrows blocked his vision.


    With a fierce swipe of his hand, he revealed a gory, turned-out wound above his right eye, yet he felt no pain, “You...”


    Leonard Churchill saw the light in his eyes.


    Well, the beating he had taken wasn’t in vain.


    But then he suddenly recalled the embarrassment of that old man when he used to take beatings, and his inner demon stood arrogantly with hands on hips.


    A mischievous idea popped into Leonard Churchill’s mind, and mimicking the other’s previous tone, he pompously declared.


    He spoke in a grave tone, “This scar, given by me, is your glory for life!”


    If it was going to be memorable, it might as well be even more profound.


    That old man would remember these words for a lifetime.


    Ha ha ha ha ha...


    As Leonard Churchill thought about this, he laughed.


    Barre Shepherd, from a distance, listened in silence.


    He looked at Leonard Churchill with cold eyes, as if the beast in his heart had been awakened.


    Without looking back, he walked towards the manor’s gate, “Fine! I’ll remember that! I’ll find you again!”