Any display of their great abilities, they delivered a shocking, savage attack. It was flawless and gave no prior warning.
In a flash, they closed the 10-meter distance between them and Astor, moving to a spot behind him. They then began to unleash the most ferocious attack on Alder.
The spectators held their breaths in anticipation and could not even bring themselves to gasp at sight of the unexpected attack.
Their offensive was so violent that they were attacking from three different directions, each strike aimed at one of Paul’s vital body parts.
Despite being one step away from the invincibilis state, if he had been hit, he would either have died a tragic death or been severely injured.
A major injury in such a match would mean not just a loss but also a death sentence!
The three of them had ice-cold gazes and were highly confident. They had already prepared to utilize this move for a very long time and had been monitoring Paul’s demeanor for a while.
When they found a momentary weakness, they immediately launched the attack, hoping to injure him severely with just one move!
Nevertheless, though their plan was well-thought out, they had underestimated Alder.
Just as their fists were about to strike Paul’s back, he suddenly vanished. Out of thin air, he reappeared at another spot five meters away, as if he had teleported himself.
“Huh?!” Lebowski immediately let out an astonished gasp. It was supposed to be a lethal attack, yet Paul had dodged it so easily? It seemed that Paul’s speed was far beyond their expectations.
That being the case, they were supreme powerhouses with much combat experience.
Though their attack had missed, it had not thrown them into confusion. They immediately adjusted their plan and began to launch a second round at Alder.
Moreover, it was more than just three of them attacking. Kairo, Black Mamba, and another perfect-class master fighter also struck at Paul from three other directions.
All at once, Paul was encircled by the six great perfect-class master fighters launching a flurry of attacks at him without stopping. Even if Paul was a fly, he would not be able to escape their encirclement!
This meant that the only way Paul could break free was to force his way out.
However, it would be way too difficult because he was not running from ordinary master fighters but perfect-class master fighters!
At the spectators’ seating area, Joe’s countenance changed drastically and he shouted in concern, “Oh no! They’ve surrounded Sergeant Larson. This is bad!”
The rest of them were also anxious. They trusted Paul’s capability very much because he was just one step away from invincibilis. He had the capabilities needed to defeat his seven opponents, provided they did not pin him down.
Now that he was surrounded, he was going against six perfect-class master fighters, with the most powerful, Romel, lurking in the corner and preparing to launch a fatal attack.
Such a situation put Paul in danger because, close though he was, he had not actually reached invincibilis.
“Why was Sergeant Larson so careless that he just let himself be surrounded?! It’s like he walked into a trap! Now his chances of victory are nowhere near what they should have been!” Axton said anxiously. His forehead was drenched in cold sweat.
Liam clenched his fist tightly and said, “Trust in Alder. If he had the courage to do such a thing, he must have also had a plan!”
“That’s right. Trust in Sergeant Larson. We must believe in him because he’s always creating miracles for us.”
All of this happened very rapidly.
Meanwhile, Paul and the six perfect-class master fighters were fighting in the ring.