Chapter 577

Chapter 577

"Hehe! Chris, don't think that just because you won against me once, I'm afraid of you! This time, I'll

give my fellow martial artists a face and won't bother with you. But if there's a next time, you will

undoubtedly die!"

"Let's go!" With that, Guardian Michael prepared to leave with the members of the Ghost Sect. He

knew that he was no match for Chris. Instead of staying here and losing face, it would be better to

leave early. However, "Hahaha!" Chris burst into laughter: "No one in this world has dared to

threaten me. You are the first!"

A wave of pride surged from Chris, causing the surrounding air to crackle. The members of the

Ghost Sect felt a chill run through their bodies. Especially Guardian Michael, who was at the

forefront, found it difficult to breathe as beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. This was the

effect of mental power.

Powerful individuals could form weapons with their formidable spiritual energy. Chris showed

disdain and said, "I thought you guys from Ghost Sect were impressive, but it turns out you're just a

bunch of cowardly turtles!"

"Come on! Hit me? Let me see how powerful Ghost Sect is!"

"What, you don't dare? A bunch of bullies who only pick on the weak! You should change your

name from Ghost Sect to Girl Sect!"

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

In an instant, Guardian Michael clenched his fists, the sound of crisp crackling coming from his

knuckles. He gritted his teeth and trembled, his eyes as cold as ancient ice. A terrifying murderous

intent emanated from him like clouds and wind

Chris had humiliated him and the Ghost Sect, trampling their honor in front of countless martial

artists.

At the same time, the other members of Ghost Sect clenched their fists, veins bulging.

If it hadn't been for Guardian Michael's restraint, they would have rushed forward to fight Chris to

the death.

"Chris, you're asking for death!" Patrick Jefferson roared, gritting his teeth. "Guardian Michael, let

me go and teach him a lesson..."

"Shut up!" Guardian Michael cut him off. "What do you know? Chris is using provocation! If you

make your move, you'll fall right into his trap, you fool!"

Shane Sample, standing nearby, grinned at Patrick Jefferson's scolding. Both had joined Ghost Sect

later on, but Patrick Jefferson had gained Guardian Michael's favor with his sweet words,

threatening Shane's position.

"Guardian, let us kill him!" the Ghost Sect members pleaded, unable to hold back any longer.

"Let's go!" Guardian Michael roared, ignoring their requests.

"But..." The Ghost Sect members wore faces of reluctance.

Guardian Michael swept his cold gaze over everyone and said, "What, you won't even listen to me?

Are you trying to rebel?" A terrifying murderous intent enveloped the crowd.

The Ghost Sect members shivered in cold sweat.

With no one daring to speak, Guardian Michael snorted and left without looking back. He feared

that if he stayed, he would lose control and attack Chris, who was a master of verbal combat. His

sharp wit could infuriate people to death.

Seeing Guardian Michael leave, the Ghost Sect members had no choice but to leave as well. Before

departing, Patrick Jefferson and Shane Sample glared at Chris with resentful eyes.