643: As A Messenger, You Overestimate Yourself!

As A Messenger, You Overestimate Yourself!

"Boom!"1

The entire hall shook intently and the few tables jumped five inches to the air. In that instant, Reece's body phased through the wind, moving with insane speed that left numerous after images in midair. 

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived behind the intruder like an apparition. His palm spread out wide like a five inch thick titanium lead as he slapped downwards. 

The air beneath his palm compressed and the ground caved in with a deep palm print dent digging through the floor without even touching it yet. This was the power of a genius of the dojo. Without using any external strength like his force or genetic power, his strength had surpassed the realm of Meteor and has almost reached the Cosmos level. 

Just when the thickened palm was about to slap into the head of the stranger, the hands immediately stopped as though some sort of invisible grip was holding it, preventing it from moving a single centimeter downwards. 

Reece's eyes widened as be felt his palm had been gripped by a pair of heavy metallic vice grip. He couldn't move his hands! His face flushed incredibly red as he struggled to free himself from the hold. There was a subtle ceack as the hand griping his plam squeezed even more. The air exploded as massive amount of energy struggled against each other, blowing apart half of Mr Holmes chair into smithereens. 

Mr Holmes face instantly darkened at the disrespect. Releasing his grip, his hand moved as he tapped at Reece's chest. His movement appeared to be slow, but was in fact moved speedily. 

Reece's expression changed drastically and he immediately clenched his fist. Instantly, an armoured carapace covered in an hot searing blazing flame started to form around his chest, but he was still too slow. 

Just as the two fingers were about to stab through him, a walking stick seem to tear apart the void and appeared at the dead center of the attack, immediately striking at the finger. 

"Rumble! Bang!!"

Like a missile dropped in an ocean, the surrounding air converged to a single orb before exploding like a fire works. The shock waves instantly destroyed and melted everything into smittereens. The chairs, table, food and decorations had all been destroyed, leaving only a few pieces of wood and iron dust on the ground. 

If that attack had touched Reece, there was no way he would survive. As the strength was definitely of the Cosmic level. The cosmic level wasn't like other type of stage like the Star level and the Meteor level. 

Once one reached the cosmos level, one would have the ability and strength to move through space with just the body alone. At this stage, the DNA would be altered and with the use of a cosmic beast, one's genetic map becomes rewritten to become a different type of breed even more superior to the weak human body. 

The physical body and gene had evolved to the peak of the human limit and at this point, one wouldn't be considered human anymore due to the intense amount of energy stored within the body. 

Thankfully, the dojo master had acted before Reece had exploded from the attack. 

Taking back his cane, the Dojo master tapped his walking stick to the ground as he indifferently spoke. "I don't know where you got your information from, but there is no one named David within my dojo."

Currently, the Dojo master's entire body had received a drastic change. Instead of the weak sickly dark appearance he previously had, the old man had grown 2 meter tall and was currently even more muscular than three men combined! Strength undulated from his body in a wave adn steam of energy glowed from his mouth, nose and head like a raging bull. Even the surrounding space was becoming unstable as the phantom of a metallic mammoth echoed through the void in pure strength. 

This was the dojo master showcasing his true strength! The entire dojo went silent and the elders and students were in awe. He was actually also a Cosmic expert! Wasn't it said that he was stuck at the peak of meteor stage? 

Mr Holmes' brow was currently furrowed as he stared at the current condition of the dojo master. This old fogey was actually acting weak to lure the prey. It was certain that the plan of deliberating acting weak wasn't for him and was for someone else but the dojo masted had to reveal his strength otherwise a genius of their dojo would die. He couldn't believe his bad luck. 

Letting out a soft chuckle, he spoke. "Hmm, then my information must be mistaken then. I shall take my leave."

Parting the dust off his body, Mr Holmes turned around asn started to leave. 

"Whoosh!"

A slab of stone cut through the air like a sharp blade, heading towards Mr Holmes' head as though wanting to pole a hole through it. As the stone moved, it's body disintegrates into numerous shards due to air resistance until it finally turned into fine strands of needles stabbing forwards with speed faster than Mach 5! 

"Bang!"

A layer of flaming barrier appeared behind Mr Holmes, disintegrating the stones into nothingness. Mr Holmes expression was incredibly dark. "What do you think you're doing?"

The dojo master's muscles flexed and the surroundings space insulated along with the frequency his muscles was oscillating at. 

"Do you think just anyone can come into my dojo, attack one of my student and go scot free? If everyone else does that, wouldn't I lose all my reputation?" The dojo master's voice had thickened with his transformation, booming through the entire hall with a cold expression. 

A sinister smile appeared in Mr Holmes face as he laughed coldly. "What do you want to do? You think you can stop me? Do you actually want to go against the entire Atherston Family?"

The dojo master's lips curled up to a small smirk and he didn't even open his mouth, but his voice echoed. "As a messenger, you overestimate yourself."

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