As for the eighth-level martial artists, they dare not speak about other aspects, but they still know this aspect implicitly. Everyone secretly looks for familiar people to avoid. Those who have a good relationship will quietly go find the others and remind them. If someone has a bad relationship, you have to wait and see what their good game is. We haven't discussed where the eighth floor warriors will end up going. On Ethan's side, after the eighth floor fighters left, Kevin looked at Ethan, the corner of his mouth raised into a smile. But Ethan looked at his smile and felt extremely annoyed. People who don't know Kevin will probably be fascinated by his false warm image. Just a little deeper contact is enough to realize that Kevin looks warm but is actually an extremely cruel person. Vo Minh's Thien-named assassin is not an empty name. “Young Master Alexander, it's hard to calm down, let's talk about old things, shall we?” In fact, Ethan also knew that there was nothing old
Ethan smiled softly and waved his hand. As soon as he finished speaking, Kevin, who was next to him, also came over. “Interesting, interesting. Ha Ha. This year's conference compared to last year has a lot of really talented people. It's just a pity that Young Master Wind is still young so he can't compete yet." Having said that, Kevin did not look at Ethan but looked over there, the corner of his mouth curled up. The meaning in his words did not seem as certain as before. Hearing that, Ethan did not respond but smiled slightly and continued to watch the outcome below. Only Quincy stood at the side looking at him and then looked at Kevin suspiciously. At this time, being on the first floor had become hell, a real hell. Just in the time it took them to say the last two sentences, there was no one left standing on the first floor. Fresh blood continued to fill the room, and miserable screams echoed. The smell of blood was strong. The man in the black coat walked step by step up t
Just a second later, the man in the black cloak did not retreat but continued straight forward, a cold and fierce smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and rushed forward to fight. At that moment, although the two sides had not yet fought each other, the situation was already in favor of the black cloaked man. There's no need to compete, it's clearly unilateral torture. The man in the black robe did not dodge anything when both sides performed punches and kicks, he used his fists of flesh and blood to deal with that stick made of steel, and damn it, that's it. It's great that he won, it looked like what he was facing was a plastic stick. The Monk screamed bitterly, not having the slightest strength to fight back, he could only watch as the black cloaked man slowly passed through the steel bar line that he had always been proud of, his fist. Just keep stabbing straight towards me. He didn't even have a spare moment to regret. After only a few breaths, that punch punched straight
“Phew.” Just as the "Let's see" sound had just ended, a sound of a naked body tearing through the air rang out. The First Disciple's entire body shot off the ground like a cannonball leaving the barrel, rushing towards the other person's deadly position. This time, the strength he showed was still at the top level of the eighth level of ancient martial arts without any further changes. But the young master's strength was not enough to sense this in time. They only saw the First Disciple turn into a dark shadow in just a moment. The silver-haired man was still standing in place as if he was scared out of his wits. Every word of sarcasm poured out like rain: "Ha ha, this stupid language, I bet two hundred thousand that he won't survive two moves." “So then? I bet two hundred thousand per move..." “Bop.” The juggler had not yet finished his sentence when the crowd heard a crisp echo, followed immediately by the sound of a human body colliding with the ground. Um. Fast, too fast. The si
Seeing the other person like that, Kevin couldn't help but curl his mouth. Then, without waiting for Ethan to ask, Kevin's face darkened. “What a guy who doesn't know what life or death is. I really don't know how high the sky and earth are. Tell Young Master Alexander to perform the ceremony. Don't tell me, even if the head of the Alexander family came here, he wouldn't be qualified." The other guy was stunned when he heard that, then he looked at Ethan skeptically and then looked at Kevin. “This… this is because…” "For what? Huh. Now it's easier to kneel down and ask for forgiveness." Without waiting for him to finish his sentence, Kevin immediately replied in a cold voice. The last word "forgiveness" that Kevin said made Alexander seem to be thinking about something. He immediately threw a blow at Ethan then turned and ran away. Seeing that, Ethan's face darkened. He waved his hand in front of everyone, canceling the attack of a ninth-layer fighter just now, then waved his han
Without waiting for Ethan to answer, Kevin standing next to him spoke sarcastically first. This sentence of his made Quincy embarrassed and not knowing how to answer properly. Having said that, he walked next to Ethan. “Young Master Alexander has very good skills, but why not just kill him? Surely you understand the logic of releasing tigers into the forest? Besides, the Alexander family has been hidden for many years, and relying on your strength alone, I'm afraid it's still not enough to overthrow them." This sentence is no different than testing Ethan. Logically speaking, Ethan's move was enough to surprise him, but he considered it idle and joked with Quincy. “Ha ha, you don't have to worry about this Kevin. Ethan, I have my own plans.” After saying that, he turned and walked towards the center of the floor, clearly not paying attention to what Kevin said. Because what he needs is to release the tiger back into the forest. As long as someone from the Alexander family dares t
At the end of the scroll are calligraphy and nature paintings, and the background is also basalt carved in the shape of a sword. Below the calligraphy and paintings, more than two meters away there was a table, a middle-aged man wearing Tang Dynasty clothes was writing calligraphy. In the corner there is also a sandalwood incense burner, billowing smoke also emanates from it. At first glance, this place seems ancient, as if they have returned to the past. But if you look closely and remove all the other household appliances, this place is not an office, it's clearly a martial arts training room! “Ha ha, you two are finally here. Hurry up and sit down. I just found out I have some delicious tea for you to try.” Seeing the two of them enter, the middle-aged man immediately put down his pen and ink and laughed loudly. As he spoke, he quickly invited the two to sit down and took out a tea cake from the cupboard. After that, he carefully poured tea for the two of them. When outsiders
Having finished speaking, both of them walked out of the castle master's office. They just left, went downstairs and walked back to where Quincy was. Kevin was quite curious at this point. He kept chatting with Ethan with the hidden desire to get some more information about the Lee family from Ethan. Ethan is extremely secretive. He didn't tell Kevin, but on the contrary, he learned that the Invisible Order didn't know anything about the Lee family. Waiting about a week after they left, Christian in the office finally recovered to his original state. He stood up with an extremely unsightly expression. He lightly clapped his hands then stepped back. The wall built of mysterious stone suddenly moved. Behind him appeared two men dressed in black kneeling in front of Christian. “House master.” “Go find out that Alexander. It is imperative to find out his purpose for coming to the North Frontier this time, and we must not let him ruin the important matters of our Lee family.” "Yes!"