The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

4/4 The Deadly Assassin Robin Chapter 1133 Can You Actually Get Anything Done? The crowd in the Nine Stars showroom stepped back once again.

+8 Pearls The disciple of the legendary Grandmaster was stepping up to defend Shania. This was going to be one incredible show.

At 28, Bran had earned a reputation since his debut, receiving praise from all corners.

The elders of martial society in both Sogas and Elaria had mentioned on various occasions that, with time, Bran was likely to becthe second Grandmaster after Dubh.

Under such a glowing reputation, Bran quickly becthe idol of both young men and women across Elaria.

In fact, Brad embodied the exemplary model everyone aspired for their own children to be.

Brad was a combat master trained under Dubh, a graduate of Yrieyhull University, with a family fortune worth billions, and tall, handsto boot.

How many people in the world could rival such a spectacular life? In recent years, even the top celebrity in Elaria couldn't match Bran's popularity.

Nearly every major advertisement in the country featured his face.

Even the restrooms at Sogas' most famous tourist spots had posters of Bran smiling.

Rumor had it that during the period when his promotional image was used at a tourist site, queues for the restroom reached hundreds of thousands of visitors each day.

This caused stourists to lose control of their bowels and end up shitting in their own pants.

These accidents led to thousands of complaints at the Tourism Center about people so desperate for a restroom that they ended up soiling themselves.

The Sogas Tourism was overwhelmed and quickly appealed to the City Government.

An instruction cswiftly, and nearly all departments-market regulation, business tax, environmental oversight, food safety, quality control, anti-corruption, and more-had to get involved.

In the end, the tourism spot, which is worth 50 billion, was fined and forced into bankruptcy.

As a result, officials in Sogas and various departments saw their salaries doubled.

Bran, in turn, was awarded the Youth Progress Award by the Sogas City Government.

From then on, Bran's reputation only grew, and he becan almost mythical figure, the epite of the next generation's Grandmaster.

Everyone believed that with Bran stepping in to help, Robin was sure to be doomed, with him ending up shedding blood.

Many people, fearing they would get caught in the crossfire, quickly stepped back and even took out 1/4 Chapter 1133 Can You Actually Get Anything Done? +8 Pearls.

In the center of the showroom, Bran struck a classic Taekwondo stance, and everyone could feel the overwhelming momentum coming from him.

Bran pointed at Robin with a cold smile. "If you're trying to get yourself killed, letshow you what it means to mess with the disciple of Dubh!" The guests in the showroom sneered at Robin, their eyes filled with mockery.

Who in their right mind wo dare to challenge a powerful conglomerate like Nine Stars in Elaria? Are frauds made up of fools? When Bran stepped up, they thou this fraud was about to hit a brick wall.

Thorne, however, sneered and shook his head.

Bran probably didn't know he was facing Divine Drakebane, did he? Forget about Bran being the second-rate warrior-even Dubh might not be able to defeat Divine Drakebane. Conall sighed lightly.

Most of the so-called courage in the world comes from ignorance and arrogance.

Bran, who prided himself on being Dubh's disciple, had only started training under him when he was five.

His skills, modest at best, had mostly been taught to him by Dubh's other disciples.

Bran's fwas a carefully constructed legend, built by Dubh's followers and fans.

Many people knew Bran's abilities were a sham, created purely for profit by selling the image of being an idol and great combat expert.

Even though many people knew Bran's abilities were exaggerated, no one wanted to break the illusion because so many stood to benefit from his success.

It was like the king's new clothes-why ruin the charade when everyone was profiting from it? As long as enough influential people supported him, the myth of Bran's greatness becaccepted as truth.

And with so many powerful organizations and famous figures praising him, Bran's idol status becundeniable.

The legendary status of Bran being Dubh's star disciple had taken firm root.

The myth surrounding him, bolstered by near-universal admiration, had even led Bran to believe in it himself. He had becthe idol of the masses, an untouchable figure-but he was about to learn truth.

This fool refused to believe this. Only by experiencing it firsthand would he truly understand the difference in strength.

Shania felt deeply moved by Bran stepping forward to protect her. A man like him, one who could stand strong in the face of danger, was someone she could trust.

2/4 09:25 Wed, Mar 26 Chapter 1133 Can You Actually Get Anything Done? Her gaze softened with affection and hope as she looked at him.

Turning briefly to Conall, a man with whom she once had a past, her expression turned cold.

Hypocrite! What good was his rank as an officer if he could not stand strong in times of pressure and crisis? It's in moments like this that the true nature of a man is revealed.

She was glad she hadn't entrusted her heart to Conall.

Now, looking at Bran, she realized he was the one she could rely on.

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In that moment, Shania made a decision. When Bran defeated Robin, she would rush into his arms without hesitation, finally giving him the love he had longed for.

Robin, meanwhile, watched Bran's stance with interest. He chuckled and mocked, "That old foor Bubh's reputation? After today, it's all going to be destroyed by trash like you." "How dare you insult my master!" Bran roared, shifting quickly into an attacking position.

Robin chuckled coldly. "What are you going to do about it? Cut the crap and fight now!" Bran let out another fierce yell as he launched into a classic Taekwondo move, a powerful axe kick aimed straight at Robin's head.

A loud crack echoed through the showroom, In an instant, Bran was a blur, and the glass doors shattered into dust.

The once gleaming faces of the crowd-full of excitement, anticipation, and even gloat-shifted into expressions of shock and disbelief.

"M-mr. Glenns?" Bran's leg hung limply from the doorframe, clearly broken.

His body was half on the ground, half suspended, hanging there lifelessly. Gone was the confident, triumphant figure that had earlier dominated the room Robin calmly took the wet wipe. Rita handed it to him and wiped his hands.

Slowly, step by step, he made his way toward the door under the horrified gaze of all.

"I thought you were trash, but I didn't expect you to be this bad. This strength is what you're so proud of?" Robin sneered.

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