Chapter 338 – Bruce’s Sword
"John is... a Robust master?"
He hadn't lowered his voice just now—instead, he deliberately raised it, letting everyone around hear clearly.
If John was indeed a Robust master, then it wasn't surprising that he could withstand Bruce's full-force attack despite only being at the early stage of the Heaven Realm.
No wonder Bruce didn't strike again earlier.
Still, many spectators looked on with subtle pity in their eyes.
Robust masters were known for their unmatched endurance among Heaven Realm cultivators, but they were also viewed as cowards—people afraid of death, who chose a path that promised survival over glory. Such individuals were rarely destined for greatness.
To reach the Heaven Realm at such a young age meant John possessed astonishing talent. But to waste it by choosing the path of a Robust master?
What a shame.
Bruce finally snapped out of his disbelief. With a mocking sneer curling across his face, he said, "So Bertha likes losers now? What refined taste she has!"
John shrugged, his tone light and helpless. "Yeah, I talked to my wife about that. She said she'd rather be with a loser than with you."
Bruce's expression darkened instantly, his eyes glinting with a murderous chill. "Hmph! Then let's see if you can withstand the blade in my hand today!"