My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 1007

Nolan withdrew his gaze, the hands behind his back involuntarily clenching. The power unleashed by the young man was enough to rival a tungsten gold armor-piercing shell.

For someone to possess such terrifying strength at such a young age, just who exactly trained him? Could it be someone from a reclusive sect?

Just then, the dull sound of thunder pierced through the sky all of a sudden. Immediately after, several bolts of lightning as thick as one’s arm came striking down.

The pupils of Nolan and the Bullhog family members suddenly contracted.

In the next moment, another sonic boom resounded.

Aor’s eyes abruptly widened, but Nash's fist had already connected with his chest. The destructive force instantly permeated Aor's entire body.

Aor staggered back before he forcefully drove one foot into the ground, dispersing the lightning bolts. The smoke gradually dissipated, and he glared at Nash. "You... You used a Path technique!"

Nash was sitting on the ground now, looking exhausted. He looked up at Aor and said, "That wasn't a Path technique. That was the Eight Desolate Crumbling Lightning Fist!"

This was a technique that combined the Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist with the Infinite Divine Thunder Curse to form something like a poisonous sharp blade.

“You win,” Aor said slowly. To have the ability to integrate martial arts and Path techniques was enough to prove Nash’s extraordinary nature. He had not misjudged him. The young man’s future prospects were limitless.

Nash clasped his fists. "I yield."

As the sky of yellow sand returned to calm, both Barton's and Eric's teams rushed over. Aor looked at Barton and Baden, saying calmly, "We'll set off for Motadine immediately."

Barton was slightly taken aback for a moment but then loudly declared, "Back to Motadine!"

"Young man, I admit you're strong, but that doesn't mean you can play tricks on us just because you feel like it!” Barton retorted, his gaze narrowing.

Baden's illness started when he was three years old. For 20 years, the family spared no expense, spending billions of dollars trying to cure him. It was not an exaggeration to say that the number of doctors who had seen Baden could stretch from Jonford to Motadine.

However, no one had been able to find a single clue as to what was ailing him. Even seasoned senior physicians in their twilight years were helpless. And now, a young man in his 20s dared claim that he could cure Baden.

In Barton's eyes, Nash was probably just trying to retaliate against him because he had offended him. Just as a dragon had its scales that doomed anyone who touched it, Barton's scale was Baden.

Retaliating against him was one thing, but he would never allow anyone to harm his younger brother.

Nash shook his head and said calmly, "In that case, you may leave."