CHAPTER 772 NOTHING MORE THAN THAT

The cracking sound was not loud, but it was like thunder to the ears of everyone.

They then saw an incredible sight ---- Leo's fist came into close contact with Diego's jaw, like a rising

dragon, and Diego's face was backwards!

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang and Diego's body flew far out in the air, landing heavily

and spraying a mouthful of blood furiously.

Everyone was stunned, this was the strength of the Mad Monk?

Leo knocked the Mad Monk off his feet with just one punch?

Douglas was dumbfounded, his mouth open.

Abraham was even more frightened, and an unspeakable panic pervaded his heart.

The Mad Monk was qualified to be the bodyguard of the young master of the Pompeii imperial family,

so his strength must not be underestimated.

But he was punched by Leo and knocked down?

How powerful would Leo have been then?

Suddenly, Abraham actually saw another figure in a trance.

It was a figure as upright as Leo, strong enough to hold up the whole world.

The young man with an iron mask fought with Karl and ended up being hailed as the strongest dark

horse of the Northernland Conference!

While the pupil of Abraham's left eye is Leo, his right eye reflects the 'Commander of Wyverns' of the

Northernland Conference.

Finally, the two figures slowly reunite, flawlessly articulating into one!

At once, Abraham's brain went blank and his face instantly turned pale.

He fell to the ground with a plop, crawling backwards on his hands and knees, terrified to the core.

When Douglas saw this, his face suddenly changed and he shouted angrily, "Abraham, what are you

doing?"

Douglas' face was full of irony and he could not wait to slap him over.

Abraham was the youngest master of the Cohen Clan, representing the disgrace of the entire Cohen

Clan, even the subordinates were not scared, how could he fall down?

"Master, it is not good."

"We may have been underestimating Leo!"

Shivered, Abraham said, without his previous composure.

"What do you mean?"

Douglas’ eyes sank.

The situation at the moment was indeed quite unexpected, but it only proved that Leo was strong, not

that he was an existence they could not afford to mess with.

Abraham pointed to Leo's figure and said, "He is the Commander of Wyverns!"

"What? Commander of Wyverns?!"

As soon as he heard this, Douglas also almost fell down.

Abraham continued, "It's not the Commander of Wyverns in Pompeii, it's the Commander of Wyverns

who competed under the name of Commander of Wyverns at the Northernland Conference!"

"Can't you just say it plainly?"

Douglas said in no uncertain terms.

The words just now really scared him. If Leo was the Commander of Wyverns, it meant that not only

could he not afford to mess with Leo, but even the Pompeii Imperial Family wouldn't necessarily dare to

mess with him.

However, it was enough to shock Douglas.

Little did he know that Leo was the 'Commander of Wyverns' at the Northernland Conference!

On that occasion, Douglas was not there in person at the Northernland Conference, but had Abraham

attend on behalf of the Cohen Clan.

He also told Douglas everything about the situation at the Northernland Conference when he returned. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Whoever recruits such a powerful man will be like a tiger with wings, enough to intimidate all the royal

families.

He just didn't expect it to be Leo!

"Is this news reliable?"

Douglas asked in a deep voice.

Douglas nodded desperately, "There's no mistaking it, both the figure and the back are exactly the

same!"

"If I had to say where it doesn't look like that, it's that Leo isn't wearing a mask right now!"

At these words, Douglas’ expression also became serious, looking deadly at Leo who was not far

away.

If that's the case, then it'll be hard to use Sean to take on Leo.

Because although the Pompeii imperial family is independent of the world, it still falls within the realm of

Pompeii. If the Northernland Conference had not been interrupted by Phantom, it is highly likely that

Leo would have won the final championship and would then have been able to hold down the

Northernland and become the new Guardian of the North.

Unless multiple royal families joined forces to fight such a powerhouse, or a single family would not be

able to provoke such a terrifying existence.

Not to mention just one of the young masters of the imperial family.

"It's just your hallucination, it's not very credible, keep watching!"

Douglas pondered for a long time before speaking again to Abraham.

Abraham did not say anything, but just looked at Leo's back with frightened eyes, and he too hoped

that he had misread it.

The main reason is that the 'Commander of Wyverns' was so stunning at the Northernland Conference,

he was a supreme power, and if it really is Leo, then all the powers that have offended Leo will not end

well!

At the moment, Diego has not yet got up, as if the punch had shattered his jaw, a sharp pain that is not

at all tolerable to the average person.

And as if he had done something insignificant, Leo continued to look calm as he made the tea.

Noticing Douglas’ gaze, he smiled brightly at him, "Master, your place is not large, but the tea, however,

is a masterpiece, but some people are a bit unpredictable."

Douglas and Abraham didn't dare to speak at all, these words were clearly mocking Sean!

"No insulting to Sean!"

A faint voice once again came from behind him, and Leo still did not turn around.

In that view of Douglas, Diego stood up panting, the corners of his mouth covered in blood.

He raised his hand tremulously and clasped his chin.

The moment he touched, Douglas’ body trembled, his jaw shattering, a sharp pain that brought him

close to fainting.

But still, he broke it hard!

His jaw swung back upright, but that was as far as it would go.

To continue the correction, he had to go to the hospital.

After doing so, he then looked at Leo and said in a cold voice, "If you dare to strike out at someone

from the Pompeii imperial family, Sean will not let you go."

"Noisy."

Leo's eyes were cold as he suddenly slapped the teacup in front of him fiercely.

At once, the teacup shot up into the sky, carrying the boiling hot tea inside with it, and swept right

towards Diego's face.

Without any suspense, the teacup crashed into Diego's face, smashing it to pieces.

Scalding tea, too, poured over his face.

The freshly boiled white water dripped onto his cheek and instantly a white hot mist emerged over his

entire face.

"AHHHH!!!"

The miserable screams of Diego echoed throughout the estate.

The fearsome mad monk, just like that, fell down without even touching a corner of Leo's coat.

At this moment, Leo slowly got up, and his gloomy gaze looked towards the backyard, laughing

disdainfully.

"Is this the strength of the Pompeii imperial family? It's nothing more than that!"

In a courtyard in the backyard, a goblet in the hands of a young man was crushed hard by him.