My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 1292

Nash's voice was filled with true energy. As he spoke, his vocal cords vibrated, sending out sound waves that spread in all directions.

It was like muffled thunder buzzing in everyone's ears. It was not like a Lion’s Roar but similar.

The room was deathly silent. Everyone stared at the slim man in disbelief, completely shocked.

"The audacity..."

A peak Profound Reality Realm expert from the Bullocks of Brightonia spoke.

"The Southern Martial Alliance was formed by destiny. Who do you think you are, ignorant little fool? How dare you bark so shamelessly? I'll take your life as a sacrifice to the Martial Alliance's banner!"

Bastien Bullock, a majestic-looking man, was furious. He was the strongest person in the Bullocks.

The Bullocks had not achieved the Mystique Loyalty Realm, so it was difficult for them to gain a foothold in the Southern Martial Alliance. Performing a grand gesture now would definitely impress the Southern Martial Alliance.

He was good at the Art of Skeletal Identification, so he could tell at a glance that Nash was only 24 years old. There was no way that a martial artist of this age was in the Mystique Loyalty Realm. The terrifying aura just now could just be some kind of bluffing technique.

"Tsk... Senior Bastien from the Bullocks of Brightonia is only over 50 years old this year, but his cultivation is already at the peak of the Profound Reality Realm. He's only one step away from the Mystique Loyalty Realm!"

"Haha... This kid really has a death wish. How dare he challenge the Freemans?"

"He's quite handsome, but he’s got no brains!"

"I think he just wants 15 minutes of fame!"

Martial artists from all sides ridiculed him. They seemed to have forgotten how Nash had forced the entire audience to sit with his momentum earlier.

Bastien smashed onto a table. The table was destroyed. The food and wine were scattered all over the floor.

Bastien held his chest and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was full of horror. He never expected that the person next to the young man would counter-attack.

Moreover, the aura exuded by this person was obviously similar to his own, but why was his strength several times stronger than his own?

"Ahem… I was careless..."

Bastien wanted to save face, so he thought of a suitable explanation. He slowly stood up and said, "From your outfit, you must be from Motadine. The Bullocks have no intention of being your enemy. I just want to kill the person next to you!"

Barton looked at Bastien like he was an idiot and scoffed. "You’re merely in the Profound Reality Realm. How dare you make so much noise?"

Merely in the Profound Reality Realm?