
The Extreme Martial Arts Academy.
There was a loud explosion as Evan flew.
But he slammed his palm onto the floor and got up again.
"Again!" evan shouted loudly while running towards Ivan again.
Ivan's long legs were like a whip as they gave off that kick
robust. Evan immediately raised his hand to block the kick,
but he was still forced to retreat from the powerful impact of the kick.
"Every extra inch I get is an added impact! You can
use your boxing technique, but if you're not as fast as my kick,
then you'll still die!" shouted Ivan. "Before your fist reaches me, I
already kicked your head to pieces, got it?"
"You need to go faster! Even faster! Or at least you should be more
fast from me!"
He pushes Evan's potential to its limit by increasing his speed
continuously to force Evan to increase his own speed.
Evan makes his best efforts to increase his speed, but he
still not fast enough, so Ivan sent him flying again.
He lay on the ground with his hands and feet outstretched as he gasped
puffed. His entire body was soaked in sweat.
Faster? How could he be faster?
He remembers the first time he came to Greencliff, he issued a challenge to
The Extreme Martial Arts Academy and even announced that he wanted to
against Ivan. He thought that even though the two of them were grandmasters
advanced level, Ivan is much older with less energy, so Ivan is not
it would suit him.
But now he realized that if he really fought with Ivan
that day, he will die!
Greencliff and this Extreme Martial Arts Academy were filled with a group of people
weird guy, and he doesn't even belong to Ethan. They're all very strong, they're all very strong,
it was as if they had no limits.
Ivan and the other old men just looked like a bunch of old geezers
weak who could not resist the wind. But when they really start
fighting, you might actually vomit blood.
Evan just lay on the floor and didn't want to move anymore. He really isn't
have more energy.
After he finished fighting Ivan and took a short break, he should have fought back
Shawn's. After Shawn, there was still the eight-arm fist master, then the fist master
He felt like he was at his limit every day and was pushed to the maximum
by all these people.
Every day, he felt like he was about to crumble, and he was about to pass through
boundaries …
But Evan could also sense that he was increasing at an outside speed
ordinary. The feeling that the cells are exploding then slowly rejuvenates
it's really amazing.
"You can't take it yet?" Shawn sat down at the side and put down
the empty tea cup. "My turn, right?"
He glanced at Evan and stood up.
Evan took a deep breath and felt these hands and feet on his body
not his anymore. He can't even lift it.
Shawn doesn't bother being nice. He kicked Evan's ass and said, Well, he,
"You! Wake up!"
Evan is back. Even though he was still panting, the look in his eyes was still
emphatically.
He raised his hand and stood up steadily as he clenched
his fists tightly. He started thinking about what technique Shawn was using
and how he had to deal with it.
"Are you ready?"
Evan was still thinking when he heard Shawn suddenly ask a question
here's her.
He was surprised and wanted to say that he was not ready yet, but Shawn's fist was already
reach it!
Evan fell back to the floor and he gasped. This time, he really didn't
can wake up again. He just lay on the floor and stared at the ceiling. Him
he felt his soul was about to leave him.
How long would it take him to be on top of all these parents?
"No, no, I really can't take it anymore" Evan shook
her head. "I really can't get up anymore."
As he said this, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
"I never thought that someone from the Drake clan would be a no
useful this!"
Evan's expression instantly changed upon hearing this voice. He looked up and
see that it's Kincaid! He immediately rose from the floor and the air
the killer is pouring out of his body!