Chapter 419

Chapter 0419

Seven Injury Fist?

Upon hearing this martial art technique, Alexander's brow slightly furrowed. In Old Mister Gold’s martial arts novels, there were

relevant descriptions of the Seven Injury Fist: inflict seven injuries upon oneself before harming others.

If the skill was not perfected, before injuring the enemy, irreversible damage would be done to

one’s own organs.

This was a last-resort technique in traditional martial arts, an absolute forbidden move that should never be easily unleashed!

With the strength of this Mister Briers Briers, forcibly using the Seven Injury Fist would wound himself. If they wanted him to

avoid injury, the only option would be...

“Forgive me, Mister Briers!” Alexander clasped his hands together and leaped forward. His movements were too quick to be

clearly seen. His right hand shot out, gently shaking in front of Louis’ lower abdomen.

His palm did not actually touch Louis‘ body, maintaining a distance of more than a dozen centimeters.

However, Louis’ body swayed slightly like a deflating balloon. The energy gathering in his body instantly dissipated, his arms

hanging limply by his side as if his bones had been removed. He

never even got to strike Alexander.

Alexander disabled the incomplete Seven Injury Fist with a simple gesture, and he did not even touch Louis.

“My technique...” Louis slowly lowered his head, looking at his powerless hands, then glanced at his own lower abdomen. He

slowly raised his head, gazing at Alexahder with, a burning sensation on his old face as if he wished he could find a hole to crawl

into.

He could not afford to lose to this person.

No matter how arrogant he was, he realized that he was utterly inadequate against Alexander. After toiling for 30 or 40 years to

become a martial arts Grandmaster, he was nothing but a joke in the eyes of others.

So young, yet with such terrifying strength, effortlessly crushing a martial arts Grandmaster—what kind of freak was this? This guy

was definitely not human!

+15 BONOS

“Dad!” Wanda ran out from the dojo’s lobby. Her wrists were bruised, clearly having been bound. However, the bindings were not

tight, allowing her to barely break free.

Running to Louls in panic, Wanda glanced at the two unharmed individuals. She felt relieved at the sight. Her eyes were slightly

reddened as she said, “What exactly do you want? I’ve said so many times that Mister Kane is my boss, and Amber is his wife!”

At the entrance of the dojo, Amber had also approached. Locking eyes with Alexander, she took a step forward, speaking gently,

“Forgive our lack of transparency, Mister Briers. Alexander and I are

about to return to Ol‘ Mare, so we wanted to have a farewell meal with Wanda.”

Louis‘ face reddened even more, but he still held his ground, his mouth as stubborn as his fists. You're my daughter. In the

entertainment industry, they are all beasts. Who knows if this Kane guy wants to sleep with you? I worry about my daughter, and

I'm not wrong!”

Wanda was speechless.

Feeling both angry and amused, she forcefully tugged at Louis‘ sleeve, blushing.

“Mister Briers loves his daughter so much, it’s touching.” Beside them, Alexander smiled faintly and bowed slightly to Louis.

“Thank you for showing mercy, Mister Briers. Otherwise, I might've suffered severe injuries. Your martial arts skills are superb,

and I admire you, Mister Briers!”

Louis opened his mouth, his old face turning as red as a tomato. No matter how thick his skin

was, it could not withstand this.

Mercy?

If Alexander had not shown mercy, he might have been severely injured if not dead. The power of the Seven Injury Fist was too

great, and he could not control it at all. The gap between him and

Alexander was like heaven and earth.

“Wait a minute!” As Louis recalled everything that had just happened, his mind buzzed: He looked up at Alexander, his brows

furrowing tighter. “Alexander Kane? Ol Mare’s Alexander Kane?”

Muttering a few words, he grabbed Alexander’s arm and strode toward the main hall of the dojo. Turning back, he sternly

addressed Wanda.

“Wanda, you and Miss Chesire should walk around. I need to have a private chat with this Kane boy!”