Chapter 215 Kayson was not lying when he said he had something to do. When he exchanged blows
with Master Chandlier in Skyspring, he took advantage of him to help him perfect his lightning energy
He was a pre–celestial fighter, so normal lightning energy was too weak for him.
Even though it was the most basic form of lightning energy, he could use it to a devastating effect. If he
could strengthen the lightning energy, his battle prowess would be enhanced too.
The lightning energy emitted a white light, which was the weakest when it first formed. It would turn gray
color after it was formed, and it would become black once he fully mastered the lightning energy.
Kayson‘s master had told him before that if he could master the lightning energy, he could practice the
Novem Lightning Zero Impact.
At that time, no one would be able to handle a punch from him.
Therefore, Kayson had been refining his lightning energy. When he was still in the village, there were a
couple of times when he went into the mountain to look for Lightning Wood when it rained.
However, he did not come across any of it throughout the years. That was until he went to the Roselle
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Kayson put two fingers together and fired a gray beam, penetrating a big tree in front of him. After that,
he tried to use the Novem Lightning Zero Impact just like his master had taught him.
The gray lightning was the lowest requirement to cast the Novem Lightning Zero Impact.
Kayson delivered a punch on the tree, but it did not produce the effect of the Novem Lightning Zero
Impact. There was a crack on the trunk, but it looked like a crack formed from the lightning energy‘s
power.
“It seems like I still have a long way to go,” Kayson mumbled and continued his training.
While Kayson was training the Novem Lightning Zero Impact, Nicholas, the adopted son of the famous
Sir Osborn, reached Clouspring. The first thing he did after arriving at Clouspring was to visit the
Waltons.
When Bradley heard that Nicholas was paying them a visit, he was so scared that he nearly fell from the
chair.
“Mr. Scott!” Bradley looked at the middle–aged man who marched into his house. He felt such strong
pressure on him that he sweated all over.
Nicholas looked at him and said nonchalantly, “I want to know everything about Kayson. I hope you can
cooperate with me, Mr. Walton Sr.” Bradley gulped hard and said fretfully, “I‘ll tell you everything I know!”
He was frightened to the core. He did not know what Kayson had done at all. Why Nicholas, the
notorious god of death, would come all the way here for him? Nicholas sat down, and Hogan brought him
tea. After a while, Nicholas gained knowledge of everything he wanted to know. “So, Kayson is only a
slightly skilled fighter?”
“I suppose so...” Bradley was shaking. Nicholas was the only person he knew who coulds that Kayson was only a “slightly skilled fighter.”
“Interesting.” Nicholas chuckled. “There are a lot more things you don‘t know. This Kayson He‘s far stronger than you think.”
Nicholas rose to his feet and walked outside. “Alright then. I‘ve gotten everything I wante I‘ll go look for
him now and end his life.” Hogan gulped hard and asked, “Dad, did you hear what he said just now?”
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Bradley was shaking in fear as he replied, “Of course. Dr. Yarde is the strongest person I hav ever seen.
But why would he offend Nicholas?”
Initially, he thought the Skyspring Wolfendens would be the ones to end Kayson‘s life. However, it was only now he realized that Nicholas was the real reaper who would collect Kayson‘s soul
At Bwell Therapeutics… Zachary was seeing patients in front of the door. Suddenly, a middle–aged man
sat in front of him, and he asked, “Is there anywhere else that you feel uncomfortable?” The middle–aged
man smiled and said, “I heard that you‘re the best doctor around here. I‘m sure you‘ll be able to find out
what‘s going on with me.” Zachary was stunned, and then he nodded before he proceeded to check the
middle–aged man. Soon, he frowned.
There was nothing wrong with the man in front of him. He was as fit as a fiddle, and his skin was
as tough as iron.
There was only one person that could compare to him, and that person was Kayson. Not only that, but
this person was even stronger than Kayson, and that made him realize that this man was not an
ordinary person. “You‘re as fit as a fiddle, sir. I don‘t see anything wrong with your body,” said Zacharv.