Chapter 88: 卢公子

As the national runner-up, Jonas Zimmerman had met plenty of heavy hitters. He knew anyone who could drop him in a single move had to be at least a Purple-Level Martial Artist. But Salvatore Casson moved too fast for even a Purple Level. That meant he was very likely a Grandmaster. Tobias Gurnil and Paul Mabre traded looks. A Grandmaster? How was that possible? They weren't from the martial world, but they had seen enough to know what a Grandmaster meant. If Salvatore was one, then going after him...