My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2711

Reese punched Oleander, sending him flying several meters away as he crashed down from the house into the front yard.

Hearing the commotion, the other martial artists waiting in the courtyard quickly surrounded them.

“Who dares to attack our young sir?”

“Guys, charge!”

A crowd of martial artists rushed in.

Reese took them on one by one, dealing with them swiftly and cleanly. Of course, he did not kill them. After dealing with the martial artists, he slowly approached Oleander.

“Enough with the theatrics. It’s time for you to use that thing of yours.”

Oleander’s mouth twitched before he burst into maniacal laughter. “Haha, bastard, I’ll make sure you die miserably today!"

Oleander stretched his hand out and absorbed the true energy of all the martial artists around him.

Reese rushed forward to stop him, realizing that if this continued, Oleander would end up killing everyone—including himself! Oleander, however, had gone completely mad.

The Wakefield family’s ability to engage in the trade of true energy was due to their unique constitution which allowed them to absorb and release true energy from their bodies. The energy did not have to be their own; it could belong to others as well.

However, true energy inherently repelled other true energy to some extent. If Oleander were to absorb all the true energy indiscriminately like this…

Oleander covered his face after absorbing all the true energy, declaring, “Let me show you what I got from the Mauris family.”

Suddenly, his body began to swell and shrink, as if it were on the verge of exploding. The true energy within him surged outward, enveloping his entire form.

Currently, Reese found himself unable to escape as his physical attacks would be disrupted by the emotional chaos created by Oleander’s powers. Oleander’s attacks were the same as the Light Reflector Mirror's attacks. Oleander's attacks were particularly effective against pure physical martial arts attacks like Reese’s.

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At the entrance of the highway leading in and out of Palvere, Tybalt instructed his subordinates to block the road to intercept those from Capiton.

Sure enough, the martial artists from Capiton came to a halt. A Path taker with long white hair emerged from the vehicle, demanding, “My young friend, what's the meaning of this?”

Tybalt responded coldly, “Let that woman inside go right now or I’ll wipe you out!”

The white-haired Path taker scoffed, “Are you still half-asleep?”

Tybalt did not bother wasting any more words. He shouted to his subordinates behind him, “Guys, arm yourselves! Teach this old fool a lesson!”