Bab 920: Chapter 527: Monument to the King's Fist

However, the two guards who usually strutted about thinking they could do as they pleased were about to meet their match.

They had become guards because of their not inconsiderable skills, and they didn't take this young-looking man seriously.

But to their surprise, after exchanging a look and launching a combined attack, when their strike landed on Logan, it failed to make him so much as flinch.

"How is that possible?"

One of the guards shouted in disbelief. And he was not alone; his companion also found the whole situation exceedingly unexpected.

"You... you must have abilities beyond the Holy See!"

To possess such cultivation level at such a young age was something only a genius in the big family clans could achieve.

Logan looked at them coolly, his expression one of impatience. He nonchalantly cleaned his ear, glancing at them with disdain.

"What's the matter, are these all the tricks you have? So, is it my turn now?"