Chapter 300: A Top-Tier Fist King Who Taught for a Living!

"Wait. Aren't you going to ask who I am first?" Dante Easton felt a little speechless. With this many people watching, the man had drawn his blade without a word. Wasn't that a bit much? And for a Sixth Elder of Cloude Temple, it was completely beneath his station. Jeffrey Quiney gripped his long saber. His aura surged in an instant, the blade's momentum swelling like a tidal wave. The edge flashed cold and sharp as it leveled straight at Dante. "Who you are doesn't matter to me. Once...