The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1376

Robin struck like lightning, stomping Jaxon beneath his foot.

The elite young disciples of the Syndicate at Mount Netheris, as well as the Thirteen Guardians, were all left stunned.

Jaxon was ranked first among the youth elites of the Third Syndicate, possessing the cultivation of a Peak Grandmaster.

His father was Ryvor, the top Guardian of the Third Syndicate, a peak Warlord.

Ryvor was the strongest Guardian overseeing the Third Syndicate.

Jaxon's arrogance came from the power of his father, who had once been one of the most trusted and formidable Warlord-level warriors under the High Pontiff.

Despite this, Jaxon's utter weakness against Robin was unexpected, considering Robin was a rogue martial artist with low cultivation and no formal training.

He was easily trampled underfoot.

"You bastard, you ambushed me!" Jaxon roared in fury, struggling madly.

An explosive rage, fueled by the power of a Peak Grandmaster, seemed as if it might tear the entire mountain peak apart.

Since Jaxon had first risen to fame, he had always been a shining star in the annual Martial Arts Tournament of Mount Netheris.

He had never before experienced such humiliation, being stomped under someone's foot.

"Other than whining about being ambushed, can you say anything else?" Robin chuckled. "Even if you think I ambushed you, so what if I did? You attacked a 12-year-old boy by surprise before, and no one punished you for it! What I've done now is well within the boundaries of your so-called rules!"

"Impudent!" shouted Liorik, a Guardian of the Third Syndicate, slamming the table in front of him. "Release Jaxon immediately!"

Robin's foot pressed down even harder.

With a sickening crack, Jaxon's brow bone shattered, causing one of his eyeballs to pop out.

A chorus of screams echoed across the mountain peak.

Jaxon howled in agony, "You bastard! When I get up, I'll tear you into pieces!"

Robin stomped on Jaxon's wildly flailing left arm.

The sound of bones breaking was followed by Jaxon's blood-curdling scream, sending chills through Mount Netheris.

Liorik pointed furiously at Robin. "Scoundrel! Release Jaxon at once! Do you want me to strike you down myself?"

At that moment, the entire crowd of martial artists at Mount Netheris finally understood the seemingly insignificant rogue warrior standing on the stage had actually stomped Jaxon beneath his feet.

Even though Jaxon might not be the absolute best among the elite youth of the Netheris Syndicates, he was still a Peak Grandmaster. How could someone from a minor sect, a so-called lower-level martial artist, possibly compare?

Yet the facts were clear Jaxon had truly been crushed by this unknown rogue.

After eating a Bloodshade Fruit, Arthur gradually regained consciousness.

Seeing Robin pinning Jaxon to the ground so violently, he clapped in excitement. "Mr. Ramsey, I admire you so much!"

Hacyon hurriedly stopped her younger brother's impulsive behavior, afraid his actions would provoke the Thirteen Guardians on the judge's platform.

Yet as she gazed at Robin's tall and cold figure, her beautiful eyes narrowed sharply.

Hacyon couldn't believe that Robin was actually this powerful.

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