I Donât Have a Weapon
Emmanuel was watching the stage with a rather serious expression. He barely had the chance to
elaborate on his statement as the martial arts competition had begun.
Devon held his chin up with folded arms, waiting for Yosef to make a move.
Yosef stared back with a blank expression on his face. He rested his hands behind him and seemed to
disregard his opponent.
âLet the fight begin!â
âCome on!â
âWhat are they waiting for?â
The audience was growing impatient.
Except for the participants and VIPs, anyone who wanted to enter the arena needed a pass. For
ordinary people, obtaining a pass cost a fortune. Therefore, the audience was either wealthy or
influential individuals. They couldnât afford to pay a high price just to
face each other in silence.
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âKid, you better make the first move, or Iâll do it. Donât complain if you lose.â The audienceâs complaints
reached Devon and frustrated him.
Due to his seniority, he had never struck first in a fight over the past twenty years, as he thought a
senior should maintain their dignity during a fight. The fact that Yosef was standing perfectly still wasnât
helping at all. No. We arenât going to stare each other down. We have to fight each other. First, I need
to make things clear.
âGo ahead.â Yosefâs hands rested behind his back, his gaze calm,
Although his expression gave nothing away, it gave people the impression that he was very confident.
âIf you say so.â Devon felt his blood boil with anger.
How dare he disrespect me? He couldnât pinpoint the exact reason, but he felt as though Yosefâs
politeness was embarrassing him.
He, an esteemed martial artist, broke his own rules for the first time and took the initiative to attack.
Since he was mad at Yosefâs attitude, he didnât hold back with his punch. He aimed to deliver a fatal
blow to ensure his reputation wasnât ruined and make the arrogant Yosef regret it.
He threw a powerful punch at Yosef at high speed, giving the audience an impression of a predator
lunging at its prey.
âOh my, Devon is truly amazing. Heâs trying to end the fight with one move!â
âHis move is powerful! Nobody can take a blow from a seasoned fighter like him!â
âThatâs right! Itâs impossible to fight him!â
The audience around Nathan shrieked in excitement.
He was also quite confident. Despite Emmanuelâs comment, his belief in Devon didnât waver.
Even Emmanuel couldnât help but marvel at the strength of Devon, who was an elder of the Chapman
family. Heâs
stronger than limonined
picy.
âOh my, Devon is truly amazing. Heâs trying to end the fight with one move!â
âHis move is powerful! Nobody can take a blow from a seasoned fighter like him!â
âThatâs right! Itâs impossible to fight him!â
The audience around Nathan shrieked in excitement.
He was also quite confident. Despite Emmanuelâs comment, his belief in Devon didnât waver.
Even Emmanuel couldnât help but marvel at the strength of Devon, who was an elder of the Chapman
family. Heâs stronger than I imagined.
Even the Palm Drop grandmaster, Quinn, was no match for him.
However, Yosef was incredibly strong.
Emmanuel remembered that Yosef was as talented as him. The fact that the old godfather has taken
him as a disciple is the best proof.
Although the two of them hadnât fought each other before, he had a feeling that Yosef was equally
capable.
As expected, no matter how powerful Devonâs punch was, it was useless if he missed his target.
Losing his balance, he flew past Yosef across the stage with a hint of shock on his face.
Another move was supposed to follow his first punch, but Yosef anticipated it.
Yosef dodged his attack perfectly, leaving him no room for his second move.
Yosef struck, but his hand hung in the air halfway through.
His movement caught Devon off guard. The elderly man swiftly retreated to the corner of the arena.
When he realized that Yosefâs attack didnât follow, he couldnât help but grit his teeth, âAre you messing
with me?â
âNo.â Yosef calmly denied his accusation. âI just remembered that I donât have a weapon. I probably
couldnât h from that distance, so I withdrew.â
What was that? His statement puzzled the audience. Why would you have a weapon in the first place?
One shou aware that weapons are prohibited in the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown.
The skilled fighters standing behind Nathan thought Yosef was foolish and mocked him, âHeâs a fool to
think he can wield a weapon in the arena.â
âImbecile.â
âHeâs useless without a weapon, isnât he?â
As Emmanuel listened to the comments, his expression turned darker as he could barely contain his
shock. The Yosef he knew was an exceptional swordsman.
Devon would be dead by now if Yosef was armed.
It seems like Yosef has been practicing diligently all along.
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