It happened so quickly, and a crisp sound could be heard.

Just as the Yowell’s thought that even if Alex Rockefeller didn’t die, that he might lose a limb, Alex suddenly extended a hand and pinched Liam Yowell’s sword with two fingers.

The sword stopped ten centimeters away from Alex.

“What?”

“Did he actually use two fingers to stop the sword?!”

“That’s terrifying. Who the hell is this man?”

The entire Yowell family was dumbfounded.

Michelle Yowell’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. She knew that Liam was very close to achieving Mystic-rank. The might of his sword was much greater than Colin Yowell’s hammer. Could this man going by the name of Rockefeller be a Mystic-rank martial artist?

Wasn’t he a little too young?

Even if he started training in his mother’s womb, he couldn’t possibly be this strong.

“I told you. You can’t beat me,” Alex said blandly before snatching the sword and stabbing it into solid rock.

He made it seem as if he was slicing through butter.

“Liam,