Abel Compton was in despair.
He had just executed his most desperate move, Triple Waves, utilizing continuous strikes to accumulate powerful momentum, thereby launching an even more formidable attack.
Three punches, each more powerful than the last.
Carson Flores was forced back, farther with each blow.
He spat out three mouthfuls of blood, each time more than the last.
He didn’t expect his three punches to kill Carson Flores directly; he merely hoped to injure him, push him back, allowing himself time to escape, to flee into Dingburg!
However, Carson Flores was already blocking his path, shutting down his last hope for survival.
Unable to accept this, Abel Compton turned and charged sideways, but Carson Flores didn’t grant him another chance.
Moving like a phantom, Carson Flores closed the distance between them in a diagonal line, catching up with Abel Compton, and threw a punch.
Abel Compton’s hastily raised right hand was broken by Carson Flores’s merciless punch, and he was slammed directly into a pile of snow, utterly disheveled.
Struggling, Abel Compton brushed the mud and snow from his head, just as he was trying to stand up, his body paused, and then, he resignedly abandoned the attempt to get up, settling directly into the muddy snow-filled pit.
"We all underestimated you."
Carson Flores stood in front of Abel Compton, smiling slightly, "Yes, if Gunner Tate had known my identity and killed me personally, none of this would have happened. He gave me time to grow; I should thank him for that later."
Abel Compton stared at Carson Flores, "I know you will kill me, but before I die, can I ask a few questions?"
Carson Flores leaned against a stone nearby, "Ask."
Abel Compton asked, "Haven’t you just advanced to Great Grandmaster recently? How did you improve so quickly?"
Carson Flores answered frankly, "One Divine Origin Pill, a few Dragon-Tiger Pills, took me from the initial stage to the bottleneck. This time entering the mountain, I fortuitously encountered a destined opportunity, ate the gift given by a superior, which directly advanced me to Innate. I’ve also been cultivating for two months; as a cultivation genius like me, after two months of cultivation, my strength surged a great deal, isn’t that to be expected?"
Abel Compton looked at Carson Flores in shock, "Encountered a destined opportunity, you met with the Immortals from the Unknown Land of Mount Kahdas?"
Carson Flores shook his head, "I don’t know if he counts as an Immortal; he never showed any formidable power, but judging by his demeanor and the way he spoke, even if he’s not an Immortal, he’s not far from it. As for whether he’s from the Unknown Land of Mount Kahdas, I have no idea."
Abel Compton nodded, revisiting an old topic, "Comparatively, how do I stand against Gunner Tate?"
Abel Compton asked expectantly, "If I tell you, can you spare me?"
Carson Flores chuckled, "Let you go, so you can join others in hunting me down next time?"
Abel Compton’s gaze darkened, then, unable to concede, he said, "As long as you spare me, I can promise you anything. I can be your subordinate, fight for you. After all, I am an Innate Grandmaster, with not a low Combat Power. Isn’t it a waste to kill me?"
Carson Flores smiled, "You do have a point. An Innate Grandmaster, to kill such a one is indeed somewhat regrettable. But how can you make me trust you? I don’t seem to have a way to, so why don’t you think of one? If you can convince me, I can spare your life."
A light flashed in Abel Compton’s eyes, and he was overjoyed, his mind racing to think of a way to make Carson Flores trust him.
"Although I am from the Five Dragon Sect, as you know, our sect solely follows Gunner Tate’s decrees. Privately, more of us feel awe than the ability to defy him, which is why he became the Sect Master. So, helping you against Gunner Tate is entirely possible and makes sense."
Carson Flores merely smiled, "It makes sense, but the reason is not sufficient."
After some thought, Abel Compton, his face turning red, said, "I will kneel to you, pledge my loyalty, become your subordinate, no, your dog. Whoever you tell me to bite, I’ll bite. You can record a video, and if I ever betray you, you can release it, ruin my reputation, socially annihilate me!"
Carson Flores glanced at Abel Compton, "What if you’re the type with a ridiculously thick skin, and all these things do you no harm? That’s not enough."
Abel Compton felt his brain was nearly at its limit; to save his life, he racked his brain but couldn’t think of a reason to make Carson Flores trust him, to let him go.
Abel Compton gritted his teeth and suddenly said, "When an enemy decides to defect to the other side, they usually use one method: a declaration of allegiance. I can do the same!"
Carson Flores looked at Abel Compton with interest, "You’re not suggesting letting you go back to kill the members of the Five Dragon Sect, right? Then you’d just escape, and I can’t go and catch you at the Five Dragon Sect."
Out of desperation for survival, throwing aside his dignity and beliefs, Abel Compton hurriedly explained, "No, I mean, I can help you lure out the Five Dragon Sect’s top fighters here, then I’ll personally take action, kill them for you to witness as my declaration of allegiance to