The Rise of a Master It Starts With Rejection novel Chapter 967

Although Nala had advised him not to wear the Shadow Mask in Martial City, Felix couldn't care less at this critical moment.

He wasn't impulsive, acting cautiously. He knew that Martial City was full of powerful people. Who knew whether the guy with the Dragonspine was strong or weak?

That was why Felix decided to follow the man—to at least have an idea of who he was. With that, Felix quickly headed out. He moved rather quickly, reaching his top speed, which was barely faster than that of the other man.

He could tell that the man was definitely not weak.

As they arrived at an alley, Felix stopped. On the other hand, the man didn't move either. However, they both stood where they stopped.

"You've been chasing me for so long, yet you don't dare to come over?" The voice coming from the alley was sinister. It was a voice that would send chills down anyone's back.

Felix remained calm and composed—continuing to hide in the shadows.

"Hmph! You're hiding in the shadows? Let's see what you are!"

With a bang, a stream of energy surged toward Felix and he leaped back. He watched as the ground where he stood exploded into rubble, and a crater appeared on the ground instantly.

Dust lingered in the air and that attack alone showed how powerful the man was. Felix was about to run away when he felt the energy of a Dragonspine move behind him instantly.

"Rising Dragon!" Without hesitation, Felix countered with his skill and collided with the man.

The explosion was deafening, and the ground cracked. Felix's expression darkened. Judging from that one move, his opponent was at least a martial artist in the Physical Refinement Realm—among one of the strongest.

Otherwise, his attack wouldn't have been on par with Felix—who practiced the Dragons Destroyer and was well capable of fighting above his level.

Fortunately, the old man didn't know that Felix followed him because of his Dragonspine—otherwise, it would be even more troublesome.

"Alright, then let's be clear. I was just curious. I have no intention of making you an enemy. How about going our separate ways? After all, you're still injured, right?"

The old man smiled sinisterly. "Amazing! And you're a doctor? I've hidden my injuries so well, yet you still saw through my concealment! But even if I'm injured, so what?

"It's no issue to take down a martial artist who's only in the Physical Refinement Realm! Die!"

The old man planned to capture Felix alive, believing that Felix's techniques could bring significant rewards. Felix took a deep breath and finally understood the brutality of Martial City.

It was incredibly different from big cities. There wasn't a need for many words and the strongest won. The strong needed no words—this perfectly explained what it meant to be powerful.