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Ive already said I don’t want to fight.
He paused before adding, But I wont let Ms. Rhodes lose.
Ivan sneered.
Thats the reason you’re willing to throw your life away? Kingsley shook his head.
You’re not capable of hurting me, let alone taking my life.
He met Ivans gaze, his voice calm yet confident.
On the other hand, if I wanted to kill you, wouldnt be hard.
The crowd erupted into mocking laughter.
Rodney, Dean, and the Madblade Martial Academy students could not contain themselves.
Did you hear that? He said killing Mr. Lincoln wouldnt be hard! What a clown! Not just arrogant hes delusional! I bet hes got some kind of mental illness
Mr. Lincoln, just knock him out with one punch! Show him why our internal martial arts.
reign supreme in Jayrodale ! Rodneys expression turned cold as he addressed Ivan. Mr. Lincoln, don’t hold back.
Whatever happens, the Madblade Martial Academy will take responsibility!
In the world of martial arts, following the unspoken rules of the ring meant that even if someone died, it was considered their own fault.
And with the Madblade Martial Academys influence in Jayrodale, the loss of one or two lives was nothing significan’t they could easily sweep it under the rug
Ivan lowered his crossed arms, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
He gestured at Kingsley with a beckoning motion.
Kid, I’ll give you the first move.
If you can get close to me or even touch my clothes, I’ll admit defeat.
His arrogance made Jerry seem modest in comparison, but no one dared to laugh.
Everyone believed Ivan had the strength to back up his confidence.
Jerry coughed twice and muttered, Mr. Lincoln isnt just some random nobody.
Its a shame I can’t figure out who he really is.
Kingsleys chances don’t look good.
On the platform, Kingsley casually strolled toward Ivan, his movements unhurried
Since you’re being so polite, I wont hold back.
Kingsleys calm response provoked another round of laughter from Rodneys group. What an idiot! Does this loser really think he can fight Mr. Lincoln ? Mr. Lincolns not showing courtesy hes displaying absolute dominance.
This kid is too dumb to see it
Im betting he wont last a single round before spitting blood! Single round? Thats generous.
I say half a round, tops! Kingsley launched his first punch a seemingly light jab aimed at Ivans face.
Ivan sneered and shifted his footing, intending to dodge with ease.
However, his confidence wavered as he noticed something odd.
Despite stepping about six feet to the side, Kingsleys fist seemed to stay locked on him, growing larger in his field of view.
Ivan attempted a more intricate step, pivoting to a new angle.
Yet, the fist followed, unyielding and unchanging.
In the next moment, a heavy crunch echoed through the air.
Kingsleys fist landed squarely on Ivans nose.
The arena went silent.
Not a sound, not a breath just stunned stillness.
Kingsley pulled back his fist with a small smile.
Thanks for the opportunity.
A sickening crack shattered the silence as Ivans nose collapsed, blood streaming down his face.
His once dominant aura was nowhere to be seen as the spectators stared in utter disbelief.
Ivan wiped his bleeding nose, his face twisting in rage
How dare you hit me ! You’re asking for death! With a roar, Ivans powerful leg, snapped forward like a coiled spring, aiming for Kingsleys head.
However, Kingsley deflected the strike with minimal effort and said coolly, Using internal martial arts alongside kick techniques? Youve got a mixed style going.
Unfortunately, you lack harmony in your technique.
Ivans face darkened, and his earlier confidence completely shattered.
He kept wondering how could such a soft looking punch break his nose a body he had trained to withstand brutal force.
Bellowing furiously, he launched into an aggressive attack.
Both fists shot out in a ferocious Double Dragon Strike, the winds from his punches howling through the air
Lauren smirked from the sidelines.
Didnt Mr. Lincoln claim that hed admit defeat if Dr. Baldwin got close to him? But look at him now bloodied and panicking.
Seems like someones tempers flaring! Ivan roared mid attack, Shut up! If I don’t tear this kid into pieces today, I’ll never live it down!
Kingsley handled the attacks with remarkable case
Though seemingly chaotic, his footwork followed an intricate pattern that left observers thesmerized. Despite Ivans relentless offensive maneuvers, he could not land a single clean hit on Kingsleys body. Kingsley said calmly, I think weve played enough.
By your founders standards, Mr. Lincoln, your technique barely made the cut.
Perhaps another 20 years of practice would do you some good.
With lightning speed, Kingsley brought his right hand down, striking Ivans wrist bone.
Ivan let out a painful roar as his wrist trembled violently as if he had been bitten by a venomous snake. Before he could counter, Kingsleys knee was already driving upward.
Ivans eyes blazed with fury as he prepared to take the hit head on, believing his physical prowess would allow him to withstand the impact while simultaneously launching a lethal counterattack to Kingsleys head. These thoughts had barely crossed Ivans mind when he felt a searing pain around his neck, like an invisible noose tightening around it
From below the ring, Rodney jumped to his feet in shock, exclaiming, T This is impossible! The other spectators were even more stunned as they watched Kingsley lift Ivan by the throat as easily as if he weighed nothing.
Meanwhile, Ivans face turned from red to blue as he desperately gasped for air, his throat becoming increasingly parched.
Soaring Dragon… followed by the final move, the Abyssal Dragon! Ivans fighting spirit completely crumbled, replaced by pure terror.
Through his dizziness, het stammered, W Who are you? How do you know these two ultimate Northern Inner Martial Arts techniques? Kingsley casually tossed Ivan off the ring like a rag doll
Dusting off his hands, he explained matter of factly, Soaring Dragon breaks your lower defenses, while
Abyssal Dragon shatters your focus and seizes your lifeline your throat
I know what you were planning, he continued, his tone casual yet piercing.
You wanted a mutually destructive counterattack, aiming to crush my head while taking a hit.
Thats a nice idea, but also a fatal mistake
If I wanted to kill you, your head would already be hanging by a thread.
Kingsley stepped down from the ring and walked over to Lauren, who was beaming with pure joy.
Dr. Baldwin, we won! You’re the champion! Lauren exclaimed, more excited than Kingsley 12 himself as she gave him an enthusiastic thumbs.
Kingsley smiled silently and turned his attention help Ivan to the recovery room.
Having this distinguished guest of the Madblade by a seemingly ordinary opponent was not just e both Rodneys and the Academys reputation.
We… lost, Rodney finally managed to force ou He stared at Kingsley with a mix of anger and hati expression was deep seated fear.
After all, Rodne Ivan, yet Ivan had been completely qutmatched t himself as she gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up.
Kingsley smiled silently and turned his attention to Rodney, who was directing his students to help Ivan to the recovery room
Having this distinguished guest of the Madblade Martial Academy defeated at their own venue by a seemingly ordinary opponent was not just embarrassing it was a devastating blow to both Rodneys and the Academys reputation.
We… lost, Rodney finally managed to force out the words.
He stared at Kingsley with a mix of anger and hatred in his eyes, but what dominated his expression was deep seated fear
After all, Rodney himself could not last one round against Ivan, yet Ivan had been completely qutmatched by Kingsley.
By that logic, Rodney was about as formidable as mere ant compared to Kingsleys capabilities.
Mr. Sanford, do we still need your permission to reclaim our 60 million now? Kingsley asked with a subtle smirk.
Rodneys face twitched at the question.
The thought of someone needing his permission would have been understandable before, but now it made his heart race
He gritted his teeth and said, Mr. Baldwin, your martial prowess is truly admirable, and the Madblade Martial Academy respects your skill. Dean, return the 60 million we owe to Rhodes Corporation.
Dean was already terrified out of his mind.
He could not even beat Jerry, who had nearly died at Ivans hands, and Ivan had just been thoroughly defeated by Kingsley.
The comparison made Dean realize he was not even in the same league as Kingsley.
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