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Adam's expression was grim as he nodded. Then, he turned to Andrew and said, "You punk, that palm strike of
yours was ferocious! Con then, let's go another round."
He shifted his stance, fists blazing as he launched a flurry of phantom strikes straight toward Andrew.
Matthew snarled, "You little bastard, that's one of the Yeagers' two founding elders! He's a full-fledged martial
saint. Killing you will be effortless!"
Andrew remained expressionless as he clashed head-on with Adam. This was exactly what he needed: a powerful
opponent to test out Inferno Strike. He wanted to see just how brutal the Heavenly-tier martial arts technique
was.
As the two went blow for blow, Andrew fully committed to the fight, matching Adam with every strike.
Meanwhile, Alex and the others were being systematically suppressed by the Yeager guards, unable to gain any
advantage whatsoever.
Henry frowned deeply. Unlike the Cantrells, the Yeagers were a whole different beast. With a grunt, he prepared
to leap into the chaos and rip through the Yeager guards himself.
But before he could, a booming voice echoed through the courtyard like thunder. "If you go too far today, you
might just lose your place in Goldridge altogether!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe voice cfrom deep within the Yeager compound, rich, commanding, and full of power.
Henry's expression changed instantly. "You're still alive, Mr. Isaiah?"
From the shadows, Isaiah Yeager, the unseen elder, scoffed. "I still have a few years left in me. Henry, have you
stooped so low to be the McCormick family's attack dog, coming here to force the Yeagers into submission? Let
Henry narrowed his eyes. "Maybe it'snow, but what if the McCormick family's top fighters show up next?
Whether you like it or not, the Yeagers will have no choice but to submit."
Isaiah replied with pride, "Let them come. Let them all try. We have stood tall in Goldridge for centuries. We've
faced storms before."
Henry stayed quiet, his expression growing uglier by the second. He knew full well the McCormick family had
chosen to operate from behind the scenes. They pushed him into the spotlight exactly so they would not have to
dirty their hands.
His threat had just been a bluff.
The McCormick family sat on a throne of power and influence; they would not step in directly unless absolutely
necessary.
Henry's men could attack, but he himself could not make a move. If he did, the mysterious Isaiah would come
straight for his throat. If that happened, with two martial saints crushing him from both sides, he would be lucky
to survive.
His gaze shifted to Andrew, and he clenched his fists, secretly hoping Andrew would just kill Adam already. That
way, the odds might finally tip in his favor.
However, over at the center of the battlefield, Andrew and Adam were locked in a fierce, evenly matched battle.
They traded brutal blows, yet neither had gained the upper hand.
As for Alex and the rest, they were already falling apart, crying out in pain as they dropped one by one.
"Damn it, this is turning into a bloodbath!" Henry cursed under his breath.
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More screams rang out, and Henry's men fell like dominoes, their bodies piling across the ground.
Henry did not hesitate and barked, "Retreat! Andrew! Don't get caught up... Pull back!"
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