
The Monte clan elder thought that Evan only knew the Drake clan's fist technique. She didn't
figured that Evan would know the shadow fist. Then just when he
thought he had learned of Evan's series of moves and was about to attack
Evan was violent enough to severely injure him or even kill him, Evan
it also knows eight fists!
His half-soft and half-strong movements suddenly turned into
rough and came so suddenly that even though he was an elder of
the Monte clan, he couldn't react in time either.
The entire arena was silent.
The air suddenly froze. No one thought that the clan
loners will lose their first round.
It was completely different from their initial prediction!
Kincaid's expression was the most disgusting.
He could see that Evan was much tougher than before. Although he
still at the level of an advanced grandmaster, his abilities had improved
fast, and maybe…
Evan's hot and reckless temper might just be acting!
He deliberately made them underestimate him and made them careless,
to make them think that he has lost his rationality.
This brat…
"The Monte family has failed" grunts Kincaid.
He looked around and his gaze finally fell on Brice. "Klan Monte's
not good at this, yeah!"
Brice said nothing and his expression barely snapped.
They are here to snatch the manual and they must not fail.
They insisted on following the rules of the martial arts circle to challenge
the academy is just to keep their reputation.
For Brice, and maybe everyone in the clan covered, there was no one in
this world can stop them once they join forces
hand. Greencliff is nothing to them.
But this first round…
Brice's expression was grim as he looked at his own clan elder on the floor and continued
spewing blood. He wanted to call his tattooist trash.
How could an elder underestimate his opponent and completely lose
from a young man like Evan? Is there anything more embarrassing than that?
But that grim look almost instantly disappeared and his thin smile that
ordinary back. It was as if he was not too bothered by this defeat, though,
although Kincaid could use this against the Monte clan and
"Gat!" shout Kincaid. "How can you learn a class Kungfu technique
this lowly from this lowly martial art! Aren't you ashamed?"
"As I said before, the most embarrassing thing of all
my life is the fact that I used to think I was a member
drake's family!" Evan immediately pointed at the man from the other seven clans while
yelling loudly, "Who else? Come now!"
"Don't think that you're so great just because you're from a clan
loner! You're just a bunch of frogs in a well that you've never seen
the world!"
All the other elders from the other clans were immediately displeased to hear these words.
They had never been scolded with a face like this before.
The elder from the Fortune clan was about to wake up when Kincaid stood first.
He turned around and glanced at the Fortune clan elder. His gaze was filled with taste
it was cold and seemed to have frozen into a sharp sword!
"I'll kill him myself!"
The Fortune clan elder sat back down.
"Mr Drake, you're willing to hit your relatives for a bigger cause.
We really admire you for that."
Kincaid walked out into the arena and the two of them were less than five away
metre.
The two pairs of eyes met and a deadly air spewed out from the
their gazes were unusually turbulent.
"I've been calling a bastard my father for twenty years
years!" Evan clenched his fists and his knuckles cracked violently. "You have been
cause my father's death and you imprison my mother .
settle this dispute with you now!"
He couldn't be bothered to say so much. He took one
step in and fly out.
He swung one punch and it was strong and loud!
Evan has aggression on his face that is determined to kill even Kincaid
if he had to die trying.
Kincaid also threw a punch. The two fists collided with each other
hard as if they were two pieces of metal. Impact on weight
deafen.
"You little b*stard.you little b*stard who has become the disgrace of the Drake clan!
I should have killed you twenty years ago!"