Chapter 342 Machinery Gravitational Force_2

To spar with such a master was indeed a rare opportunity for Leonard Churchill.

It was in that moment of shock, the figure that had been blasted away was already propelling toward him again, ready to strike.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

"..."

In the wilderness, there was no chance to catch one's breath as a series of violent shockwaves boomed one after another.

With each passing moment, Morse's alarm grew.

This exaggerated strength, ridiculous agility, and an unkillable physique... what on Earth was going on?

He had just realized what a formidable opponent he was facing.

Just a few moments had been enough to rid the veteran Sixth Tier of any desire to continue.

After clashing for a few rounds, Morse knew he couldn't possibly kill the opponent anytime soon.

Let alone killing this guy and then pursuing Lew Williams.

If he couldn't end the fight quickly and actually got held up, with the Orlan Royal Court's men catching up, that wasn't the outcome he wanted to see.