Chapter 921 Showing Another Normie Who’s Boss—Same-O! Same-O!

The instructor was even more infuriated. “Miss me with that bullsh*t! I, Erik Tating, am the ninth-generation heir to the esteemed Guild of Atlasea! How could I possibly be no match for the likes of you? You plagiarize, yet you refuse to play by the code. Do you think you can escape reproach, hmm? Think again!” Erik the instructor pounced, closing the distance between himself and Zayn while letting out some battle grunts. For a moment there, he did seem to appear taller, as though he alone was shouldering the sky, which was actually impressive to a certain degree. A glint flitted through Zayn’s eyes, signaling a further dip in his patience. “Godd*mn it!” he cussed and began his attack, replacing defense with the offense. “Eat this, and this, and this, and this and that and this—” Zayn was faster than Erik by at least twofold. Every single one of his punches and kicks always landed on Erik without fail. The latter was fortunate, though, that Zayn did not mean to exert any actual stre