Seeing the change in Ethan Smithâs expression, the young man became even more frenzied!
He laughed loudly and said, âEthan Smith! Are you surprised? Did you think you were the only one who mattered in this world? I, Ambrose Harris, will not submit!â
âAmbrose Harrisâ¦.â Ethan Smith muttered the name, suddenly guessing something.
âAre you Jackson Harrisâs disciple?â Ethan Smith suddenly raised his head and asked.
Ambrose Harris yelled, âEnough with the questions, letâs fight first!â
After speaking, Ambrose Harris charged towards Ethan Smith!
Ambrose Harrisâs moves were clean and sharp, without any flashy tricks, only displaying the purest power!
The incredibly fierce fist momentarily left Ethan Smith in a daze!
Ambrose Harrisâs style was actually somewhat similar to his own!
âEthan Smith, snap the hell out of it!â the man with the mustache couldnât help but yell.
Ethan Smithâs face changed, and his fist suddenly shone with Golden Light, then he raised his fist to fight back!
âBoom!â
Both fists collided, like Mars crashing into Earth, creating a huge shock that shook the ground!
In an instant, the ground collapsed and debris flew everywhere, as if the entire mountain would crumble!
Both peopleâs fists collided, and for a moment, neither could defeat the other!
âGo to hell!â Ambrose Harris roared again!
Both sides immediately engaged in the simplest, most extreme collision!
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows!
Under this tremendous force, the ground had been completely shattered! Yet neither of the two could determine the winner!
The man with the mustache couldnât help but widen his eyes on the side.
Competing with a chaotic body in strength was indeed enough to astonish people!
âThis guy does have some skills.â The man with the mustache couldnât help but whisper.
âBoom!â
At that moment, another collision of fists!
This time, both Ethan Smith and Ambrose Harris were forced to retreat three steps.
However, Ambrose Harris was already panting, while Ethan Smithâs face remained calm.
He frowned slightly and said, âAmbrose Harris, I am not your enemy, and you do not need to compete with me.â
âShut up!â Ambrose Harris roared like a madman!
âI want to prove to everyone that I, Ambrose Harris, am no worse than you, Ethan Smith!â
Ethan Smithâs frown deepened.
Ambrose Harris was Jackson Harrisâs disciple, so Ethan Smith naturally couldnât harbor any killing intent towards him.
But if they didnât determine a winner today, Ambrose Harris would obviously not back down.
âAlright.â Ethan Smith took a deep breath.
âIâll accompany you in a spirited, intense battle.â Ethan Smith coldly said.
As his words fell, Ethan Smithâs aura began to rise, and the golden light exploded to its limit.
Ambrose Harris sneered, âYouâd better not hide your true strength, or elseâ¦youâll die here!â
âStop!â
At that moment, Jackson Harris and Pavilion Master suddenly stepped forward, blocking the two men!
Seeing Jackson Harris, a trace of unwillingness flashed across Ambrose Harrisâs face!
âMasterâ¦â Ambrose Harris gritted his teeth.
Jackson Harris turned to look at Ambrose Harris and said in a deep voice, âWhy are you so determined to cling to Ethan Smith?â
Ambrose Harris suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily, âBecause I refuse to accept it! I donât think Iâm worse than him!â
âMaster, today I will win against him, and I will prove to you who is the one to step into the realm of Martial Saint!â Ambrose Harris screamed madly.
However, Jackson Harris shook his head and said, âAmbrose Harris, stop it. You are just as outstanding. I never thought you were inferior to anyone.â
âThen let me fight him and settle this once and for all!â Ambrose Harris roared and charged at Ethan Smith again!
But this time, Jackson Harris stepped on a secret technique, instantly blocking in front of Ethan Smith, and took Ambrose Harrisâs punch with his own hand.
A deafening explosion echoed through the sky!
The dazzling light made it impossible for people to open their eyes!
âMaster!â Ambrose Harris gritted his teeth, seemingly unwilling to give in.
At this moment, Ethan Smith stepped forward and shook his head, saying, âJackson Harris, just let him have his way.â
Jackson Harris looked at Ethan Smith and raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, âAlright.â
Jackson Harris stepped aside, making space for the two to fight.
âOnly for today,â Jackson Harris said.
Ambrose Harris said nothing more, clenching his fists and rushing towards Ethan Smith again.
Though Ambrose Harris was Jackson Harrisâs disciple, his moves were completely different from his masterâs.
Compared to Jackson Harrisâs elegance, Ambrose Harrisâs moves seemed extremely brutal, with each punch being an extreme collision of power.
Ethan Smith no longer held back his aura, displaying powerful moves and radiant Golden Light, fighting fiercely with an unbeatable attitude.
The battle lasted from daylight to night, and Ambrose Harris gasped for breath, bloodied but still not giving up.
His persistence moved even Ethan Smith!
Both of them were covered in blood, but their energy did not diminish, instead, becoming more ferocious with each fight.
The Pavilion Master couldnât help but frown, âYour disciple is rather stubborn.â
Jackson Harris sighed softly, âYes, itâs both his strength and his weakness.â
âIf he is not guided properly, Iâm afraid he will walk down a different path,â Pavilion Master expressed his concern.
Jackson Harris said nothing, as he naturally understood this principle.
Over the years, he had been constantly guiding his disciple.
The great battle continued, and it seemed that only one of them falling would put an end to it.
âAlthough Ethan Smith is not hiding his strength, he is not relying on his techniques to oppress Ambrose Harris either,â the man with the mustache whispered.
He knew very well that Ethan Smith possessed secret techniques, and if it had been a life-and-death battle, Ambrose Harris would have already been defeated.
All Ethan Smith did was use the purest force to fight.
âBoom!â
Finally, early the next day, Ethan Smithâs Golden Fist struck Ambrose Harrisâs chest.
Ambrose Harrisâs body was smashed into the ground, with blood stains all over his body.
He wanted to stand up but found that he couldnât get up at all; his bones all over his body were virtually shattered.
âAhâ¦â Blood kept gushing from Ambrose Harrisâs mouth, but his fighting spirit did not decrease.
As Ethan Smith stepped forward, his body bathed in blood, red and gold colors merged together.
Ethan stood in front of Ambrose and said softly, âAmbrose Harris, I admire you, and I am not your enemy.â
Ambrose Harris bit his teeth, struggling to say, âEthan Smithâ¦sooner or later, I will kill youâ¦â
Ethan Smith didnât say anything more, he looked at the Pavilion Master and said, âLord Pavilion Master, please take care of his injuries.â
The Pavilion Master nodded, âYes.â
Afterward, Ethan Smith said, âI need to return to Capital City for a while, I have some matters to deal with.â
âRight now?â Pavilion Masterâs eyebrows furrowed slightly.
She looked at the blood on Ethan Smithâs body, seemingly worried.
Ethan Smith wiped the blood off and smiled, âIâm fine, itâs just an external wound.â
Seeing this, Pavilion Master didnât say anything more.
Soon after, Ethan Smith quickly walked to the man with the mustacheâs side.
âNews came from Capital City,â the man with the mustache said.
Ethan Smith took the phone and read the contents. His eyebrows furrowed slightly.