As soon as Emerson Holmes got on the plane, he hastily sent a text message.
This text message was sent to the top brass of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
At this moment, many members of the Capital City Martial Arts Association were anxiously watching Ethan Smith.
Ethan Smithâs combat strength had already shattered their confidence in resisting him.
If they were to fight now, they would likely have no chance of victory.
Ethan observed the crowd, not speaking for a while.
âAre you going to kill us?â someone asked, breaking the silence.
Ethan stroked his chin in thought for a moment before responding, âI can spare all of you, but youâll need to hand over all the herbs youâre carrying.â
The crowd glanced at each other.
This might be a good choice.
âVolunteer before I have to search you, it wonât be as comfortable if I have to do it myself,â Ethan said, stepping on the ground with his foot.
Without saying more, everyone took out the herbs on their bodies and placed them in front of Ethan.
All the herbs obtained from beneath the Stone Tablet ended up in Ethanâs pocket.
Aside from what had been consumed these past few days, there were three herbs aged over five thousand years.
After the loot was collected, Ethan turned to look at the crowd.
âLeaving when thereâs trouble and running away on your own? Is this your so-called Capital City Martial Arts Association?â Ethanâs tone was full of undisguised mockery.
âIf so, it might be better to follow me instead. At least I wouldnât abandon you to save myself,â Ethan said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.
âEthan, youâre too naive,â a young man said, his voice grave.
This young manâs name was Brian Bradley. He was a descendant of the Bradley family in Capital City and a half-step Martial Marquis.
âWe admit that your strength is impressive, but do you really think we came to the Capital City Martial Arts Association just to improve our abilities?â Brian Bradley continued.
Ethan looked at him and motioned for him to continue speaking.
As Brian stood up, he explained, âThe resources the Capital City Martial Arts Association has are not limited to martial arts power.â
âIn other words, the existence of the Capital City Martial Arts Association is like a business consortium. It unites our circle and ensures that our relationships wonât leak.â
At this point, Brian glanced at Ethan and added, âAt the same time, it ensures that people like you donât suddenly rise to power and threaten our positions.â
Ethan was dumbstruck for a moment.
He didnât expect Brian to tell him all this.
Most importantly, what he said made sense.
âI know what youâre thinking. You either want to replace or eliminate us,â Brian Bradley continued.
âNo matter which one, you absolutely canât achieve it with your current abilities.â
After dropping this sentence, Brian stopped speaking.
He glanced at the crowd before leaving directly.
Watching Brianâs retreating figure, Ethan couldnât help but stroke his chin.
âThis Bradley family⦠is quite interesting,â Ethan mused to himself.
The others didnât linger. They all got up and left.
It must be said that after so many years of development in the Capital City, the relationships among the various families had become unbreakable.
Although there were disputes and secret battles between them, all their struggles remained within this circle.
In todayâs modern society, the power of capital has become incredibly strong.
âAlright, theyâre gone. You can come out now,â Ethan called out to the man hiding beneath the cliff.
The man with the mustache cautiously showed his eyes.
After making sure no one was around, he slapped the dust off his body.
âThey really left. Sheesh, my friend, I truly admire you for challenging the Capital City Martial Arts Association like that,â the man with the mustache exclaimed.
Ethan glanced at him and said, âEnough talk, letâs get started.â
Following that, the man with the mustache took out his tools and started working on the Dragon Vein.
Capital City Martial Arts Association.
Emerson Holmes sat in the meeting room with a frightened, ashen face.
His expression wasnât pretty â panic even showed through.
âEmerson, you were leading the team to the Dragon Vein, yet you came back alone like this? What about the others?â someone asked coldly.
âThose people are all descendants of the great families. Theyâre also the elite forces of our Capital City Martial Arts Association. But you just abandoned them and came back alone. Whereâs your responsibility?â
âIf youâre so afraid of death, you shouldnât be the Vice President.â
Emersonâs face changed, and he quickly explained, âI am not afraid of death! I came back because thereâs an urgent matter that needs to be reported to you all!â
âUrgent matter? Let me tell you, if even one of them dies, you wonât be able to bear the consequences,â someone coldly replied.
Emersonâs face turned extremely ugly. Gritting his teeth, he stood up and said, âWhat Iâm about to say is absolutely more important than their lives!â
âNonsense!â someone shouted, their voice containing a powerful Inner Strength that directly targeted Emerson.
Although Emerson was a half-step Martial Marquis, he was forcefully sent flying, coughing up blood from a single roar!
This could not help but make people question the strength of the authority figures hidden in the shadows!
âLet him speak. If he canât provide a reasonable explanation today, he doesnât need to stay in the Capital City Martial Arts Association,â a womanâs voice interjected.
Emerson quickly bowed before saying, âWeâve observed Ethan Smith before, but we didnât pay enough attention to him.â
âOur understanding of him is limited to his disputes with the Blair and Taylor families.â
âIn our eyes, he seemed like an ordinary person with good talent in martial arts, but no background or master.â
âBut today⦠he used a technique.â
Emerson paused here.
From the darkness, someone asked, âWhat technique?â
âCosmic form,â Emerson uttered those words.
Upon mentioning the cosmic form, the entire meeting room fell silent.
Finally, someone spoke, âAre you sure itâs the cosmic form?â
Emerson responded, âIâm 100% sure! Although his cosmic form isnât mature, itâs definitely the cosmic form!â
âCosmic form⦠it seems to have a history.â
âThere arenât many people in the world who can use the cosmic form.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNot many; according to our information, only one person has ever used the cosmic form, and they nearly caused the downfall of our Capital City Martial Arts Association.â
Emerson quickly added, âI suspect Ethan Smith is related to that person! If we allow him to continue growing, the consequences would be unthinkable!â
At this point, Emerson stood up and declared, âI suggest we deploy our strongest forces immediately to eliminate Ethan Smith!â