Chapter 206 It was a pre celestial fighter one whose focus was on mind attack too. A fighter like this
usually killed invisibly because he could attack oneâs mental state directly. Regular people aside,
even a preâcelestial fighter could hardly beat him.
âI never said that I'd kill you with three punches, but it's true that I'm not planning to let you go
alive.â
Kayson pushed two fingers together and activated the lightning energy he had harvested at the tips
of his finger. Two rays of the power shot out immediately.
Master Chandlier was astonished. âThat's pure lightning energy!â He countered with a palm strike,
making visible milky energy turn into billowing power that crushed Kayson's lightning energy. A
bang resounded so loudly that the reverberation flipped and shattered the couch
and furniture around them.
Michael's gaze was fervent. This was the power of preâcelestial fighters. Even the
lingering force of their attacks contained such power.
Wanda stared at Kayson in shock. The man Sadie hated so much was actually very skilled!
Master Chandlier smiled. âYoung man, you're quite skilled. Too bad you're a tad too young.
âYour lightning energy must have just been harvested and practiced. It's lacking too much to fight
me."
Kayson smiled and asked calmly, âIs that s0? You can keep trying then.â
Kayson gathered the same power and hurled it at Master Chandlier. The latter scoffed upon seeing
that he was relentless. With a quick jerk, he struck Kayson's ball of energy off.Master Chandlier
moved speedily like a flash of lightning, approaching Kayson in the blink of an eye and striking the
top of the latter's head with a palm.Kayson was composed as he avoided it breezily, but he suddenly
froze! He felt like the world had turned dark, as he could not see anything anymore. It was a mind
attack!Master Chandlier smirked and sent Kayson flying with another strike. âYes!â Harold cheered,
looking thrilled. Jules praised him as well. âMaster Chandlier is really a preâcelestial fighter.
He's extraordinarily skilled.â That kid is dead! I'll ask Master Chandlier to keep him on the brink of
death so I can torture him, though!â Harold's gaze was vicious as he stared at Kayson.Michael and
Wanda were startled when they saw that Kayson had actually failed to hold up against Master
Chandlier. What should they do in that case? Kayson only stopped when he backed into the corner
of the wall. He remained calm andunruffled, though.Master Chandlier frowned, looking a little
confused. The kid should at least be incapacitated, if not dead, after his strike. Why did he seem like
he was fine? He did not go closer to check. Instead, he launched an air attack.The motion felt easy
to Kayson, as he countered with the force of thunder, making crackling noises while he did.
The whole hall felt like it was crumbling.Kayson was immensely composed as he kept attacking. It
was when his lightning energy began to look grayish that he smiled. Master Chandlier snarled when
he saw that. âYou're practicing your lightning energy through my power!"He was enraged. He was a
preâcelestial fighter at the level of mind expansion, yet Kayson had mistaken him for a sparring
partner. âHow dare you! Die!â Master Chandlier's arms jerked. A stream of mind power jetted toward
Kayson, attacking him. He was not actually good at fighting face to face. In terms of physical
combat, he was the least capable of the preâcelestial fighters. What Master Chandlier was good at
was direct mind attacks. A light attack would make one mentally challenged, while a serious attack
could kill the brain on the spot. No matter how good a preâcelestial fighter was, they were bound to
show a weakness when they faced his mind attack-and that would guarantee their death!As
expected, Kayson jolted before his gaze went blank. He stopped attacking, acting as though he was
immobilized.Now was the time! A glint flashed across Master Chandlierâs eyes. He sprang up on his
feet, light as a sparrow, and bent his fingers into claws, aiming them at Kaysonâs throat. âKayson!â
Michael cried in alarm, not knowing why Kayson had just frozen so suddenly. âHe's dead!" Harold
cackled. âMaster Chandlier's hypnotized him, and he's at his mercy right now!â Michael widened his
eyes in rage. How despicable!Then, a loud bang was heard.
Michael felt his heart turn cold. They would all be done for once Kayson died."Ugh! Why aren't you
affected..."Michael was surprised as he looked over dumbly and exclaimed, âKayson, y-you're...
fine?"âOf course I'm fine.â Kayson grinned. It was fortunate that he had used the extra juice from
Juvena Frux in advance, or it would have been hard to say if he'd win. The mind attack of this preâ
celestial fighter was truly impressive. Michael and Wanda were over the moon. They had just
thought that they were screwed.â Impossible... How did you regain consciousness...â Master
Chandlier was coughing blood, and there was a burn hole in his chest that was spurting blood. It
had been created by Kaysonâs force of thunder. Kayson replied nonchalantly, âIt's simple. As long as
my mind power is strong enough.ââY-You've practiced the same art...â Kayson shook his head. âNo.
I'm just stronger than you mentally.â Master Chandlier looked angry as he cursed. âYou'll pay ... a
heavy price for killing me!â His head lolled to the side, and he died right after saying that. âMaster
Chandlier...â Jules paled as he took in everything in disbelief. Then, Harold fell to the floor and soiled
himself. Kayson glanced at them, ignoring them for now as he went over and patted Master
Chandlier. He took out two bank cards, two small porcelain vials, and a picture.Kayson opened the
porcelain vials and took a sniff before his eyes glowed. This was good stuff! As for the picture, he
took a look and furrowed his brows slightly. It seemed to be an odd chunk of a cursing spell. It had
to be incredibly important for a preâcelestial fighter to carry it around, though. It was after taking
the loot that Kayson took the time to look at the Killicks Jules was pale as he braced himself, walking
up to Kayson and getting down on his knees.âI've been blind. Please forgive me!â Kayson asked, âDo
you know that your grandson controlled Wanda with hypnotism?â â.... 1 do...â Jules dared not lie, or
he might not get to keep his life. Kayson's gaze turned frosty. âYou can't be let off the hook then,â
he said before he pulled out three silver needles.Harold's father, Ivan Killick, begged him. âWe know
we made a mistake. Please have mercy. Don't kill my son!â