Chapter 227 It Is Over âHow dare you look down on me!â
Wilson felt belittled when Doom Star unexpectedly took the initiative to attack.
He met Doom Star head-on, fighting with all his might Executing a broad sweep with both legs, he performed the Farrington familyâs signature move, the Afterimage Kick. For a fleeting moment, all that could be seen were innumerable leg shadows launching an assault on Doom Star.
Doom Star wore a serene expression as he faced the attack.
No matter how fierce and domineering Wilsonâs Afterimage Kick was, it couldnât harm him in the slightest.
The more Wilson fought, the more his heart pounded with alarm. The reserve strength he had initially withheld, a full twenty percent, was now completely released, causing the surrounding atmosphere to reverberate with the intensity of the unleashed energy, Even so, Wilson found that he still couldnât break through the defenses of Doom Star.
After cursing under his breath, Wilson demanded angrily, âWho exactly are you? Why canât I sense your cultivation level?â
Doom Star remained silent, yet with a mere wave of his hands, he seamlessly transitioned his moves and began to take an offensive stance.
âDamn it!â
Wilson quickly composed himself to respond.
He couldnât believe that as an Enigma Realm fighter of Intermediate Rank, he still couldnât defeat Doom Star.
A slight smirk played at the corners of Finneganâs mouth.
Even Golden Hades, one of the Ten Illustrious, couldnât easily defeat Doom Star. One could only imagine the outcome of Wilsonâs desperate struggle to the end.
Casperâs eyes widened in surprise as he tugged at Finneganâs sleeve. âAre Doom Star and Duncan really that formidable?â
He had never seen the two in action and assumed they were just people Finnegan had casually recruited.
Finnegan said, âNo need to envy them. If you put in more effort, youâll have the chance to be on par with them in a decade or two.â
Immediately, Casperâs face fell. âThatâs quite a blow.â
With just a few moves, Duncan defeated the eight disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance. â Finnegan glanced over casually and said, âDoom Star, itâs about time you wrap things up.â
Chapter 227 It Is Over A glint flickered in Doom Starâs eyes.
His speed and strength surged in an instant.
With a swift grab, he held Wilsonâs right leg and yanked it hard. Caught off guard, Wilson lost his balance.
Doom Star seized the opportunity and swung his left fist.
A fierce punch landed squarely on Wilsonâs chest.
Wilson staggered back, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Doom Star gave him no chance to catch his breath, his relentless punches leaving him too exhausted to retaliate.
In the end, he was knocked to the ground with a kick from Doom Star. Turning his head, he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.
He lost his energy to fight back, but none of this could be compared to the pain and anger he felt inside. âYou b*stard, how dare you play me!â
Doom Star could have defeated him from the very beginning with his strength, but he had chosen not to.
He had been playing him for a fool.
Without looking back, Doom Star walked behind Finnegan, and Duncan also walked back.
Finnegan stepped forward slowly. âYou canât say heâs playing you. You should be grateful that he showed you mercy.â
If Doom Star had used his knife, Wilson would have already been dead.
Wilson forced himself to stand up, clutching his chest as he said through gritted teeth, âKid, I underestimated you today. But this isnât over. My father will surely take your life when he comes out of seclusion!â
Here, he cast a menacing glance at Alisha and the others.
âAnd you. Itâs because of you that Finnegan had the audacity to turn my son into a fool. So wait for me, all of you. This isnât over! Letâs go!â
Wilson was ready to depart with the eight disciples from the Martial Arts Alliance.
Finnegan narrowed his eyes and said, âDid I tell you to leave?â
Wilson turned around. âAre you going to kill me?â
Knowing Finneganâs temperament well, Alisha anxiously said, âFinnegan, let him go.â
âNinitially intended to teach him a lesson and let it be, but his threats made me feel that heâs no longer fit to be a fighter.â
Finnegan, who had not made a move, had already arrived before Wilson.
Chapter 227 It Is Over He had moved so swiftly that no one could even see how he did it.
Wilsonâs expression changed abruptly, and he raised his hand subconsciously, As soon as he lifted it, it was grasped by Finnegan, who lifted his right leg and landed a heavy blow below his chest.
Wilson spat out blood as he was thrown backward. He crashed heavily onto the ground.
The disciple of the Martial Arts Alliance panicked, âMr. Wilson!â
Wilson struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with sorrow and anger. âYou⦠Youâve actuallyâ¦
destroyed my elixir field.â
When a fighterâs elixir field was destroyed, it meant they could no longer practice martial arts in this lifetime.
Alishaâs face drastically changed. Itâs over! Rendering Wilsonâs elixir field useless is akin to killing Wilson himself. That old man from the Farrington family, Oswald, will surely seek revenge!
Finnegan clapped his hands as if he had just done something completely ordinary. âDonât be upset. You should be grateful this happened in front of a crowd.â
If it were a moonless and windy night or a situation where nobody was around, Wilson would already be a dead man.
With assistance, Wilson managed to stand up, intending to threaten him.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he held them back.
Biting back his grief and anger, he said, âLetâs go!â
The disciples of the Martial Arts Alliance were also scared. They quickly helped Wilson and left.
Finnegan watched them disappear from his sight and turned around, only to find everyone looking at him with strange expressions.
He couldnât help but touch his face, asking, âWhatâs wrong?â
Jerome gave a bitter smile. âMaster, the trouble youâve gotten into this time is even bigger than when you offended Solomon last time!â
Zephyrâs and the other twoâs eyes were shining. âFinnegan, that was awesome!â
Only Finnegan would dare to wreak such havoc on the Farrington family in Nuthana.
Finnegan chuckled. âDonât worry, Mr. Magnussen. This time, the trouble will definitely not involve Jerome Medical Clinic again. Iâll head back first. You take care of the patients in the afternoon.â
After giving Alisha a glance, Finnegan took his leave first.
Zephyr and the others also reported what had just happened to their respective families.
On the second floor of the shop opposite Jerome Medical Clinic, a man holding a phone reported, âMs.
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+5 Free Dans Tabert, thatâs about it.â
Haileyâs voice came through the phone. âAll right. Keep your eyes peeled and let me know immediately if thereâs any news.â
âGot it!â
Hailey hung up the phone and walked into the CFOâs office.
Leaning against his desk. Liam heard footsteps. He asked indifferently. âIs there something going on at Hopevale Medical Clinic?â
Hailey replied, âNothing special. They just reported that Hopevale Medical Clinic will be able to wrap up all work by early evening.â
Upon hearing this, Liam didnât harbor any doubts.
He believed that Hailey wouldnât dare to play him false.
âExcellent! Letâs proceed as planned. I want to ensure that Jerome Medical Clinic has no business starting tomorrow. I want Finnegan to experience the difference between him and me first!â
All right. Iâll go find Old Mr. Quiroz first, then.â
Liam called out to her, âNo hurry. Come over here and get down!â
Her delicate body shivered. She knew that Liam was about to take his anger out on her again.
However, she didnât dare to refuse, so she obediently walked over and squatted down.
Liam took a sharp intake of breath, leaning back fully in his seat.
He reached for the phone on the office desk, dialing Axelâs number.
His eyes were filled with madness. âThe clinic will be ready by evening. We can start our series of plans targeting Finnegan. From today onward, I want Finnegan to be devoid of any happiness until he sees the Zimmerman family betroth Bernice to me. Iâll make him regret crossing me!â
Hailey, who had difficulty speaking, had a thought stirring in her mind.
What does he want to do?