Chapter 273: So I Hear You're a Saint Realm Expert?
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Updated : Mar 21st, 2026
All twelve were on par with Pablo Casson and the other three. A few were even a realm higher.
Attacks poured in like a storm. Blows and techniques crashed down without pause.
Even with the hand bone, Pablo Casson's group of four never stood a chance against twelve. In less than two minutes, they were coughing up blood in ragged bursts, beaten until they lay twisted on the ground. They looked like dead dogs, barely clinging to life.
"Hmph. You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
Leo Balam...
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