Salute To The General



Nathan was dauntless. He moved at a mind-blowing speed.

Lothar was caught off guard and hit squarely by Nathan's attack.

In an instant, he felt as if his bones were about to break from the impact.

Nathan's shoulders hit Lothar hard before the former held on to Lothar and charged forward like a bull.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One wall after another came crashing down.

Nathan had actually rammed Lothar through the walls all the way into the hall of Heavenly City.

Lothar felt as though a few of his ribs nearly broke. He could feel the impact on his back as well.

Given his age, his fragile bones were about to be shattered by Nathan.

Boom!

After Nathan rammed Lothar into the hall, he slammed Lothar to the ground and held him down forcefully.

He then raised his fist and started throwing relentless punches at Lothar's head.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Numerous afterimages of Nathan's arms appeared as punch after punch rained down on Lothar.

Lothar was an experienced man after all.

He managed to keep his cool under the circumstances and moved his head from side to side so swiftly that it resembled the wings of a butterfly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The dozens of punches from Nathan failed to hit Lothar. Instead, they smashed into the tiles on the floor.

While Lothar was evading Nathan's attack, he managed to find a window of opportunity and reached out to grab hold of Nathan's neck, pushing Nathan away.

Next, Lothar gave Nathan a hard kick on his chest with all his might.

Bang!

It was as if Nathan had been hit by a missile, and he flew backward.

Thud!

His back hit a pillar and shattered it before he fell to the ground.

Thump!

Kneeling on one knee, he was gasping for air.

At that moment, he was only wearing a pair of combat pants and a pair of black military boots.

He had lost his top a while ago during the fight, and his muscular upper body was on display.

Sweat was pouring down his face, and there were blood stains at the corners of his mouth.

There were severe burn marks on his left chest and arm. Blisters had started to form on his burnt skin.

His right arm and chest were not spared either.

There were bruises everywhere.

Moreover, his fists were covered with blood.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had not experienced such a brutal fight during the last five years. He certainly had not suffered such serious injuries too.

However, his gaze was as sharp as ever, if not more. His fighting spirit was at an all-time high.

At that moment, white mists were coming out from his nose. He looked like an angry beast that was ready to launch yet another round of attack.

When Lothar kicked Nathan earlier on, the former used that opportunity to get up on his feet as well.

Shock, anger, and frustration were written all over Lothar's face.

He scanned his injuries and found out that two of his ribs might be broken. His nose was definitely broken. As for his internal organs, they had suffered damage too.

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not gotten hurt in the

past five years, then it was much worse for Lothar since the older man had not gone through such suffering during the last few

decades.

In his younger days, Lothar was a talented and invincible genius in the whole of Eurasia.

After all, he who was good at war had no great merit.

Lothar was too powerful in his heyday, and it did not take him much effort to defeat his opponents. It was rare for him to be engaged in such a tough fight.

Back then, he had managed to defeat all of Eurasia's top fighters in a short amount of time. After that, none of his opponents were of his level. Lothar's time of glory in the martial arts world wasn't long.

As such, not many people knew of his existence.

Only very few elites had heard of him and his achievements. Then again, those elites had been defeated by him. Therefore, no one was willing to mention Lothar's name.

That was why even fewer people had heard of him.

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Unfortunately, the self-proclaimed top elite who had been so bold for the past few decades was now being humiliated and badly injure by his disciple, Nathan. It was embarrassing for him because Nathan only had ten years of martial arts experience.

He was furious and filled with regret.

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At that moment, he regretted his decision of taking Nathan in as a disciple back then. Thinking that Nathan was a teachable student, Lothar took him in and taught him skills, which, to Lothar's surprise, resulted in his own disciple surpassing him and becoming such a powerful threat.