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A heavy atmosphere surrounded the training grounds of the martial arts hall that trailed a series of dark
fires.
The middle-aged boxer exclaimed, “Your hubris will be your downfall. It seems you have miscalculated
your capabilities and underestimated the Everwin Group! This means you’re unfortunate enough to
meet my Ferric Strike!”
The moment his speech was over, he waved his palms and energy surged into the soles of his feet.
The impact from his feet sent a shockwave toward one of the taller youths.
“Ferric strike? Hah!” The younger adult laughed at the older man’s declaration.
In a split of a second, fist and palm collided in a forceful impact. In the cataclysmic fight, the trained
boxer flinched with every impact from his younger opponent. The sheer force of the collision left deep
finger-shaped imprints on the blue marble where they stood.
“Well, yes. I once took a two-pronged punch before.” The youth said with a defiant look.
“Why you…”
The boxer gave a dirty glare to the young man. He didn’t look too good as his face turned pale from the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdepleted energy. “Ack!” The man exclaimed, as he spat a mouthful of hot blood.
The young man looked at this dejected man with pride. The young man taunted, “Maybe if you keep up
your act, quantity could tip over your odds!”
The martial arts hall was filled with enraged people as a reaction to his haughty demeanor.
“It’s my turn!”
“And mine!”
Two fighters stood up and made their presence known in a furious fit.
The young man glanced over to the source of the proclamation. The young man said, “Just two? You
might need more than that.” He leered with a shake of dissatisfaction.
On the sideline, Jacob Lynch was noticeably peeved off with furrowed brows.
“If you have a death wish, we’re obliged to fulfil it!”
The elite fighter with bloodshot eyes roared towards the younger adult. As they heard the fighter’s war
cry, several fighters stepped forward with angry expressions.
Nathan noticed the disgruntled faces of his fighters and ordered swiftly, “Quick! Seal the gate!”
This shook Steph, but she snapped herself out of the daze. “Yes master, I’ll have that executed
immediately.” Steph said with a nod.
She took off in a sprint, not long before she noticed Jacob’s father and son. With a raised eyebrow, she
prompted, “How did you lot get in?”
“Just strolled in.” Jacob replied nonchalantly.
Her attention was stolen by the fighters surrounding Jacob. A mob of two boxers and about seven to
eight elite fighters surrounded the young man. Steph was apathetic about the whole ordeal and took a
few steps ahead to close the gate.
Outside the door, seeing that they could not see anything, everyone stopped for a while before
gradually dispersing.
What about the watching from top of the wall, or the crack of the gate?
Who were they kidding? It was common knowledge that once any martial art academy closes, it meant
that outsiders were not welcome to watch the matches anymore. Anyone who had been caught
peeking will either face light penalties of being beaten or heavier ones of having their hands and feet
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In a world where heroes pit against one another, who would dare to intervene and face the
consequences?
Back at the hall, Steph turned and glared at Jacob. “Don’t you dare run off, and don’t run your mouth
while you’re outside or I’ll break your legs.”
Watching the fierce woman walk away, Franklin said softly, “Why do I feel like I’ve walked in into a lion’s
den? Had I known this would happen, I wouldn’t have followed you in here.”
Jacob trailed his gaze to the training ground where the disciples had already begun sparring and
smiled. “Dad, it’s alright. Just wait and see.”
With just a single breath of energy, the young man easily knocked down two boxers, followed by a few
remaining boxing students. He huffed out a sigh, pointing at them firmly with his index finger. “You lot
are too easy. Is there anyone here who could put up a challenge?”
“It’s no use,” Tres answered disappointingly from the side. “let’s just go, Ocho. There’s nothing left to do
here anymore.”
Ocho nodded. “Okay. I was starting to feel bored anyway.”
“Stop right there!” A sharp and clear voice resounded from behind the disciples.
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