CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

Henry had already recovered from the shocks that ran through his vines. He gritted his teeth angrily with a sense of anger rushing through his blood stream.

This time, he knew that Xander was a martial artist, so he didn't take him anymore.

"Don't think of yourself as too highly punk... You were only able to face quite a dozen men. Let's see how you are going to face a hundred plus trained martial artists." He muttered with a dark look on his face.

There was certainly no way that Xander was going to escape from this.

The crowd that had fallen silent for quite a while were rejuvenated all of a sudden. Their scorn for Xander was brought back almost in an instant.

"Just because he was able to defeat just a few marital artists doesn't mean that he is even powerful."

"I am sure that he was able to do that only because he had some dark arts. If not, how was he able to defeat quite several trained artists without even shifting a blow?" Another one of them said, their faces all twisted with s