
The night was dark and the wind was blowing.
It was perfect to kill some people!
The four figures surrounded the pavilion. Their presence alone makes people
feel scared.
It was as if there were four wild animals ready to open their mouths
filled with sharp teeth and devoured Ethan whole.
As highly skilled fighters, they could feel a strong presence
it emanates from Ethan as they approach. It's not very clear and
it didn't seem too strong, but none of them took it lightly
these.
"Have you killed Xavier May?" ask one of them with
cold voice.
He obviously had to confirm a few things first.
"It's so thick." Ethan stood there with a calm expression on his face. "You guys
all very brave come here to die."
"How dare" said another.
Both were grandmasters sent from Saxon families and families
Hales. They were both extremely strong and even stronger than Xavier May.
The other two are scary boxers from abroad and someone from the world
martial arts.
The four of them stared straight at Ethan. They lock it with
the look killed them.
Even if Ethan could grow a few more arms and legs, he didn't
get out of here alive!"
"I'll kill you today!" shouted the fighter from the Saxon family. "Before
you die, I'll make sure you remember my name!"
Just as he was about to say it, Ethan waved his hand.
"No need, I already know your name," he pointed at the fighter from the family
Saxon and spoke very calmly. "You are the Number One Corpse."
"You are the Number Two Corpse."
"You are Three and you are Four."
It was as if the gunpowder in the air had instantly exploded.
The four fighters instantly felt their eyes bulging as they
releasing the deadly air within them. Without saying anything else,
they all attacked Ethan at about the same time.
"Groan!!"
A terrifying presence exploded.
backtracked.
The wild movement caused a huge pressure in the air to expel
series explosions.
Sabine was kneeling not far from the pavilion. His expression was calm, but
his heart was racing.
Just the words from Ethan alone made him feel that this man.
strong!
He actually dared to say that those grandmaster level fighters were
is a corpse and even counts it.
He did not dare look up and look. He focused on making tea because of her
said he'd be done in two minutes. Ethan also said
that he'll finish killing people in two minutes too.
One punch! Ethan sent one punch.
He stood with his legs open as if he was glued to the ground. He sent
blows flew out and met the grandmaster of the family head
Saxons.
The Grandmaster of the Saxon family paled and only managed to calm down
after staggering back five steps. Ethan didn't move a bit.
Everyone instantly realized how terrifying Ethan really was.
Is he still human?
"Kill him!" Grandmasters from abroad have strange accents. He stood up
almost 7′ tall and like a grizzly bear. He stood firm with the second
his foot and swing his fist towards Ethan's head.
"You're under the Western European Boxing King?"
Just one hit required Ethan to figure out where this guy was
emanating.
He remained expressionless as he suddenly stomped his foot and disappeared.
"Hmm?"
The punch didn't hit Ethan. He did not hesitate and turned to
swing another punch.
This blow ended with a crack. The face of the boxer was direct
blanch. Fist's broken!
How is this possible?
He is filled with shock and doesn't believe that Ethan's fist is even
harder than his own fist.
"Didn't the Boxing King tell you who broke his fist?"