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Chapter 1919 The Savage Martial Saint
You motherf*cker! It finally dawned on Emmanuel that Santiago was
challenging him to a sparring session.
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Forced to engage, Emmanuel countered Santiago’s “Dragon Splash” with a
skillful parry, deflecting the powerful attack.
“Haha, again!” Santiago roared with laughter as his staff spun violently. He
unleashed a flurry of strikes with the “Thousand Leaves Whirlwind Staff”
technique, raining down blows on Emmanuel.
Emmanuel felt his scalp tingle. What had he done to deserve this? Why was
he being attacked with such mastery? Reluctantly, he activated his
shapelessness mode.
Fortunately, he wielded the Blazing Silver Dragon Spear, ranked seventh on
the list of Chanaea’s finest weapons. Without it, he doubted he could
withstand Santiago’s relentless barrage of strikes.
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After a few exchanges, Santiago grew more enthusiastic, continuing his
attacks without hesitation.
“Santiago, if you keep this up, your house will be destroyed!” Emmanuel
shouted while blocking and retreating, sounding like a bullied disciple.
“Hahaha…” Santiago finally stopped after a dozen more strikes, laughing
heartily. “Let it be destroyed! I’m leaving this place anyway!”
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“What?” Emmanuel paused, barely catching his breath, and asked in surprise,
“You’re leaving? Why?”
“Because that guy is finally reemerging! Santiago replied, sitting down and
taking a swig from his flask.
“That guy?” Emmanuel was stunned. “You mean the villain who disappeared
twenty years ago?”
Everyone in Hero’s Village knew that two people haunted Santiago’s thoughts.
One was his late wife, and the other was the infamous villain who had killed
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“Yeah, he went to Shoiya to seek enlightenment. It took him twenty years, and
he’s now swept through their martial arts world. Now, he’s coming back to
Chanaea, claiming he’ll defeat all its fighters!” Santiago said between gulps
of wine.
“He’s representing Shoiya to challenge Chanaea’s fighters? Why would he do
that?” Emmanuel asked, perplexed.
“How should I know? If you want answers, ask him yourself!” Santiago
responded agitatedly, then smirked. “If I had to guess, it’s probably tied to the
presidential election.”
“The presidential election?” Emmanuel’s expression turned serious, realizing
there might be a bigger plot behind this
“Yeah, if I’m not mistaken, he’s a high–ranking figure in the Airspace Group,
someone who stands on equal footing with the Big Three!”
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Emmanuel was taken aback. “On equal footing with the Big Three? Who
exactly is he?”
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“He was once known as one of Chanaea’s Seven Saints–the Savage Martial
Saint!” Santiago said, his eyes dark with a rare combination of hatred and
determination as he stared into the distance.
“The Savage Martial Saint?” Emmanuel was bewildered. “Why would someone
of that caliber work for the Holy Trinity?”
“How should I know? Either they share a common goal, have the same
beliefs, or maybe it’s just personal loyalty,” Santiago said before taking another gulp of wine. “What I do know is that he was part of the Airspace Group even back then. His return to Chanaea at this time is almost certainly
tied to the presidential election–perhaps even an assassination plot against
the other two candidates.”
Emmanuel’s face grew grim. “You have a point, but what if he’s here to
assassinate the candidates; why be so high–profile about it?”
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“Hahaha…” Santiago suddenly burst into laughter. “Why not? He’s a Martial
Saint! His pursuit is the pinnacle of martial arts! The fame, the glory–it’s all
part of the allure. Besides, that’s how he won her heart back then.”
“Her? Do you mean your wife?” Emmanuel finally asked the question that had
been on his mind.
Not only Emmanuel but most people in the village, save for the elders, knew
little about Santiago’s past. All they knew was that after his wife’s untimely
death, he’d drowned himself in alcohol, becoming a shadow of his former
self. As for how she died and her identity, no one knew. Rumor had it she was
a stunningly beautiful heiress from a wealthy family, someone with quite a
background.
Sigh….
Santiago let out a long sigh. “Forget it. The past is better left buried. Starting today, I’m leaving the village to get back into shape. In three months, I’ll face
him in a battle to the death!”