Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 963

Chapter 963

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Several disciples heard the commotion and rushed to the entrance. Every single one of them was shocked by the scene playing before them!

This man was so brutal!

What kind of grudge did he have against them to beat their comrades so severely?

“Well? Why don’t you small fries call your leader for help, huh? I’m here to challenge you!” Blake declared proudly.

“Such audacity! How dare a person like you provoke the Templar Valor! Everyone, we should just attack him right now! We have to avenge our brothers!” A woman dressed in purple martial attire commanded a few fellow disciples to surround Blake and Magnus.

The woman appeared to be in her twenties. Although she didn’t look like an outstanding beauty, the air of authority surrounding her suggested that she had the highest rank among these people!

“A group of worthless individuals can only amount to a pile of trash! Are you all so foolish to think that ants like you could stop me?” Blake snarked as he continued to effortlessly deal with multiple opponents at the same time.

Magnus stood behind him, evading some attacks. Meanwhile, Blake had already severely injured seven men during the time he was languidly adjusting his glasses.

Suddenly, the woman in purple took advantage of the situation and finally made her move, targeting Blake’s vulnerable spot!!

“Got you!”

Her eyes gleamed with victory when her blow struck true. She was going to avenge her fellow disciples! Yet, it felt as though she was hitting solid steel. As a result, her palms went numb in that very split second!

“And here I am, sparing you out of pity. So, why did you come courting death? Is it because I’ve been too nice to you?”

Blake suddenly turned around, his blood-red eyes terrifying the woman, who instantly retreated!

“Be a dear and summon your leader. Otherwise, I’ll just treat this as an invitation to spank your behind!” He waved his hand at her in dismissal.

The woman felt utterly insulted as she shouted and used her Templar Heaven Seal against Blake!

Alas, the outcome remained the same!

He stood firm and endured her attacks without flinching. Meanwhile, her palms had started swelling due to the force of her blows!

“Children who don’t listen need to be disciplined! I guess two slaps will make you behave!”

Hence, Blake wasted no time slapping her twice on het buttock, just as he said he would.

Smack! Smack!

The senior disciple’s face turned crimson as she covered her sore buttocks with a look of anger and hatred. It was as if she wanted to kill the repulsive man right in front of her!

“The resilience you’re displaying is quite impressive, hehe!”

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Although Blake also felt that what he was doing was wrong, he still found himself enjoying the sensation this brought him; a part of him also wanted to continue.

The fight at the entrance quickly attracted more disciples from the Templar Valor to check things out.

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“Blake, it seems that your reputation as the Great Demon King is not fearsome enough. They aren’t afraid of you at all!”

Magnus was dissatisfied as they had wasted so much time fighting at the entrance. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold as he lifted his foot, stomping on the head of a disciple sprawled on the ground.

Splat!

Everyone immediately witnessed a horrifying scene. They had just watched as their ally’s head exploded like a watermelon.

The innocent disciple’s head was completely flattened!

The smell of blood instantly filled the entire entrance.

The disciples of the Templar Valor were instantly engulfed in fear. Although Magnus’ martial arts were far inferior to Blake’s, the pressure he exerted on them was ten times greater than Blake’s!

For a moment, no one dared to make a move!

“Blake, let’s go.”

Magnus pushed his glasses and walked straight in.

Blake spat on the ground and cursed, “D*mn it, I was definitely cursed somehow to be working with you!”

Nonetheless, Magnus didn’t take it as an insult. Instead, he saw it as a form of praise.

A man who couldn’t follow through with their threats was nothing but a coward.

If Magnus wanted to become the heir of the Zelinsky family, he had to be ruthless. Otherwise, he would inevitably become a stepping stone for the other young masters of the Zelinsky family!