Against the Ryes right off the bat?The harmonic atmosphere grew tense as Saddle Mountain’s Lord Eland issued a challenge against Elaine.Everyone in attendance today knew that the San Hanna Ryes had profited the most during the last meeting five years ago.However, news of Prince Ryes lying bedridden and unconscious had spread, and everyone deemed the Ryes an easy target.All the guests in the private rooms had an expression of interest and mockery when they heard this challenge.“Damn it!” Elaine was well aware of how everyone was looking at her Despite knowing and preparing for this in advance, Elaine’s face still paled at the challenge.Ever since news of her father’s situation spread, there were no more fighters willing to represent the Ryes. It would be more accurate to say that Elaine had come alone with Fred.Beside her, Martin detected her embarrassment and said, “Don’t worry, Miss Ryes. Since the Biers have decided to ally with the Ryes, perhaps we could accept thi

“Nice one! There we go! That was a good fight!”“I heard that the Ryes were the winner of the previous competition five years ago! Who’d have thought that they would end up losing the first challenge this time? What a surprise!”“Surprise? Didn’t you hear that the Ryes are waning? Especially Prince Ryes, he’s pretty much dead at this point! Who knows when he’ll take his last breath? It’s over for the Ryes!”Leaders of different forces in the private rooms could easily hear the commotion outside. Having won this round, Lord Eland laughed out loud. “Looks like I made the right decision asking Master Poe to represent us! Miss Ryes, since you’ve lost, I’m sure you know what to do, hmm?”“Of course.” Elaine clenched her jaw and took a deep breath to collect her emotions. “Since the Ryes have lost, it’s only right that we follow through. From today onward, the Ryes’ river trade business at the outskirts of San Hanna shall belong to Lord Eland.”“Very good! Looks like my luck is good t

Master Poe was doomed to die against him!Still, it was too late even if Lord Eland wanted Master Poe to retreat. With Yves’ reply, Walter had turned to look at Master Poe.“Will you walk down yourself or do I need to throw you off?”Walter asked, paying Master Poe no mind. The man had his back turned around when he asked arrogantly.Master Poe, who was ready to admit defeat, was furious now.As a master in Form-Intention Fists, he was used to being revered and respected wherever he went. People thought of him the moment they heard Form-Intention Fists.Taking into account the huge difference between their raw strength, the most Master Poe’s dignity allowed was accepting defeat, yet Walter had told him to get off the arena himself.If he agreed, he would be humiliating himself and every other person who practiced Form-Intention Fists in Somerland.Master Poe harrumphed. “Let’s fight…”Boom!Walter vanished and reappeared in front of Master Poe and kicked. Everything happened

“Who are you?”Walter frowned as he looked at this smiling young man who was not even in his 30s.He had rushed all the way back to Somerland to profit tremendously from the alliance’s gambled brawls and to avenge his martial brother, Master Nunez, by killing his murderer.Yet, Fred, a young man, was the one who walked out?Even Walter wanted to laugh.While Master Nunez was weaker than him, he was still a powerful fighter. To kill Master Nunez, one had to be a martial artist who had been cultivating for years.His murderer had to be at least 40, but Fred was only in his 20s.Fred replied calmly, “You’re looking for me, no?”Walter could not help but laugh. “You mean to say that you’re that Hoffman bastard who killed my martial brother?”Walter laughed out loud, and the arena resonated with it. A terrifyingly oppressive aura started oozing from Walter and spread throughout the venue, leaving everyone in fear.Yet Fred, who stood right in front of Walter, remained unfazed. His

“I-I do!”Gilbert nodded vigorously. “Walter’s move is called Flaming Palms. It’s an untold secret skill created by the overseas martial arts king, Ulric Ortega! I-I’ve had the fortune of seeing it once when I was young, but I never thought I’d get to see it again at this age!”Before Wilfred could say anything, Sybil tugged on Gilbert’s sleeve and asked hysterically, “That means the brat will die, right? He’ll die, right?!”The Stones all looked over.After all, they had truly made an enemy out of Fred now. As ambiguous as Wilfred’s threat was at the entrance, there was no doubt that Wilfred wanted Fred dead.If Fred walked out of this fight alive, the Stones were screwed.Under the Stones’ gazes, Gilbert slowly said, “It would be very difficult if he wants to win.“To be so powerful at such a young age, he could be considered a martial arts genius. But warlords don’t win based on strength and talent. There are also inherited teachings. Flaming Palms is a unique skill, and unle