From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

At the moment when Leonard’s aura completely erupted, Noam was instantly shocked.

He stared at Leonard, asking, “Have you reached the Grand Master Realm?”

Leonard, with a cold expression, looked at Noam and replied, “I am not a Grand Master, but I am more

powerful than a Grand Master.

“Elder Coleman, I have heard that you hold a remarkable position within the Galen Group. Are you

willing to surrender to me? I can spare your pitiful life.”

Upon hearing Leonard’s words, raging anger blazed in Noam’s eyes.

He thought, ‘I am the elder of the Galen Group, held in high regard. Even the others in the Galen Group

who have hopes of inheriting Lord Clarkson’s position would show respect when they meet me.

Yet now, Leonard was asking me to surrender, and referring to my life as pitiful was a profound insult to

me.

Noam said with anger, “Leonard, your strength is indeed impressive, more than I expected. But to

make me submit to you,

you are not worthy.'”

With these words, Noam’s clothing billowed, and his aura surged as he attempted to resist Leonard.

The reason Leonard didn’t kill Noam outright but instead sought his submission was because of

Noam’s status within the Galen Group.

Having someone like Noam follow him would undoubtedly make Leonard’s path to inheriting the Galen

Group smoother.

After all, he intended to inherit Ibrahim’s legacy, not to become a leader without any subordinates, and

eliminate all opposition in a fit of anger.

Of course, Leonard also knew that making Noam submit wouldn’t be easy.

At the next moment, Leonard took another step forward.

A torrential aura swept over, like an immense sea crashing down, crushing toward Noam.

In an instant, Noam felt like a tiny being facing the power of the entire world.

The aura he had just built up was instantly shattered.

Crack!

His bones made a cracking sound under the immense pressure, with his legs trembling as if he might

fall at any time.

Fear filled Noam’s eyes as he finally realized the terrifying extent of Leonard’s power.

Even though he had reached the Grand Master Realm, he couldn’t even withstand Leonard’s released

aura.

“I will go all out!”

With a furious roar, Noam’s feet stomped the ground, and his fist unleashed a powerful force as he

launched a direct attack on Leonard.

He knew that if he allowed Leonard’s aura to crush him, he might not even have the chance to fight

back.

As a martial artist, he couldn’t allow that to happen.

This punch included Noam’s strongest strength as he tapped into his potential under Leonard’s

overwhelming

momentum.

His fist made a sonic boom as it sped towards Leonard’s chest.

At the moment the punch came crashing

down, Leonard also acted in an instant.

There were strands of vital energy wrapped around it, swirling like a tangible force.

Boom!

A thunderous roar echoed as their fists collided.

Noam’s entire arm twisted in an instant, and pain contorted his face as he hastily retreated with his

eyes filled with fear.

Just now, he felt as if he had just collided with an iron hammer, and his arm was shattered by the

impact.

Leonard’s strength was beyond anything he could contend with.

“I told you, Grand Master is nothing to me.”

Leonard said as he took a few more steps forward, launching his attack.

He raised his palm high before striking down through the air.

His vital energy surged, completely sealing off Noam’s surroundings.

Noam raised his head, trying to block with his left arm.

But with a crack, his left arm was instantly broken.

Leonard’s hand had already gripped his throat.

Fear and despair instantly filled Noam’s eyes.

“Please, don’t kill me.”

He pleaded with a sorrowful tone.

He was really scared at this moment.

In the entire Galen Group, only Ibrahim could make him feel this powerless. Now, he saw Ibrahim’s

shadow in Leonard. They were both domineering, invincible, and untouchable.

“Elder Coleman, do you think I dare to kill you?”

Leonard suddenly said with a grin.

But to Noam, it was undoubtedly the smile of death. He had no doubt about Leonard’s courage at all.

He thought, “With such strength, killing someone like me is nothing.”

He finally understood why Ibrahim had been letting the internal struggles within the Galen Group go

unchecked. It turned out Ibrahim had known all along that no matter how chaotic Galen Group became,

as long as Leonard inherited his position, he

could immediately suppress it all.

He couldn’t help but show a bitter smile.

The nine elders and numerous guards were all busy choosing sides, and now it seemed so foolish.

“I’m willing to submit. Please don’t kill me, Mr. Santos,” Noam spoke.

As a prestigious elder of the Galen Group, he shouldn’t have been so humble, but now he couldn’t

afford to be proud. Being proud meant death.

Leonard remained silent and continued to stare coldly at Noam.

Cold sweat poured down from Noam’s forehead as he felt like a condemned criminal waiting for the

judge’s verdict, making him sense that time’s passage suddenly slowed down.

As if an eternity had passed, Leonard suddenly released his grip.

Noam collapsed to the ground in an instant, gasping for breath heavily.

“I will spare your life this time. Your future in the Galen Group depends on how you perform.

“Also, I hate traitors. Anthony is now your

responsibility. You know what to do.”

Noam nodded, glancing at Anthony, who was still lying on the ground, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

He had to sacrifice Antony to save himself.

At the same time, he felt a mix of emotions.

He thought, ‘Mr. Santos is undoubtedly ruthless.

In reality, with Leonard’s displayed strength today, Anthony would surely not dare to betray again. Yet

Leonard chose to take his life.

In fact, isn’t this a warning to me?’

Having said that, Leonard looked at Noam’s two broken arms, especially the completely deformed right

arm with fractured bones inside.

He approached Noam and placed his hand on his arm, sending a strand of vital energy

into it.

In an instant, Noam felt a tingling sensation in his arm, his eyes showing astonishment.

“What technique is this? I have never seen anything like it.”