Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 1541

"Haha! Who are you? Don't you know even your Hall Master does not dare to talk so arrogantly at us? So who gives you the right to talk to us in this way?" The Great Elder of the Dragon and Tiger Gang chuckled.

He was a level four emperor warrior and his name was Anton. Once he finished talking, he waved his hand and attacked Severin with a spiritual energy beam. Severin scoffed. The spiritual energy beam did not bother him at all. He counterattacked by waving his hand to create a spiritual energy beam much larger than his opponent.

Within the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy beams clashed together and created a loud sound. A second later, the spiritual energy beam from Anton was destroyed easily. Whereas, Severin's spiritual energy beam continued to charge forward at the Great Elder.

"What happened?"

"How is that possible?"

Tiger and Dragon were shocked by the result. From Severin's attack, they could safely assume Severin was at least a level six warrior emperor. Tiger quickly flew over to where the Great Elder was and formed a huge wall with his spiritual energy to stop Severin's spiritual energy beam. Although it worked, he suffered great pressure from the spiritual energy beam. The sweat on his forehead had suggested how terrible he felt just now.

"I understand it now. No wonder you are so cocky. You have hired him to help out," Tiger said while clenching his fist tightly.

Anton stepped forward and had a serious look on his face. "I don't recall ever seeing him before. I bet he is not from Littleton but another island."

Tiger nodded. They knew every strong fighter on this island especially those who were level four warrior emperors and above.

"Hmph! We have more people than him and we have two level six warrior emperors. There's nothing that they can scare us! Let's fight til they die!" Dragon glared angrily and held his fist tightly.

"Rose-Petal Rain!" Severin shouted.

The combat technique of his opponent did not affect him at all. After waving his hand, huge rose petals appeared in front of him. Those rose petals flew around. Everyone was astonished at how pretty they were.

"What a pretty combat technique!"

It turned out that Meena and strong fighters from her family were watching the fight from far away. Although they were not participating in the fight, they really wanted to see the fight.

"I can't imagine how scary it would be if these rose petals had high attack power. I eyeballed and estimated there could roughly be around one hundred petals."