An Understated Dominance

Chapter 231

The conference room was in an uproar after the hawk-nose elder came in. Everyone looked at him with a sense of respect after knowing he was the King of Kicks, whether they knew him or not. After all, he was the expert who was ranked ninth in The Hundred Immortals. Not anyone would have the chance to meet him, even once in a lifetime.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"You actually invited the King of Kicks?" Jessica was surprised. She didn't expect Natasha to bring a master from The Hundred Immortals back after returning from Millsburg.

It was known that the King of Kicks was an arrogant man. It wasn't easy to invite him. Natasha probably made much effort to get him to agree to come to Swinton.

"There were lots of people eyeing Immortunal these days. Of course, I had to take precautions as soon as possible. This is also our chance to lure the tiger out of the mountains, Natasha said impassively. She had always been keeping an eye on what Boulderthorn was up to. That was why she had made preparations earlier. "We need at least three people for a battle. With King of Kicks, we still need two." Quentin burst the bubble. Although the King of Kicks was very skillful, he was still unable to fight with more than one person himself. "You can count me in if there aren't enough people." Dustin volunteered himself. He wouldn't sit on his hands as he was the culprit.

"You? Who do you think you are? You don't deserve to fight for the Harmon family," Quentin scorned.

"Will you be going instead?" Dustin mocked.

Quentin was at a loss for words. He couldn't think of something to refute right away.

*This is an important battle. You're not even a real doctor. You better not be in this just to go along for the rice." Jessica glanced sideways and said calmly, "I think Mr. Wangley and Mr. Chapman are safe choices. With their assistance, the King of Kicks will definitely exert his skills better."@

"Dustin, you had just beaten Brody up. They might be aiming for you. It would be better if you don't take the risk, Natasha comforted him.

Although she knew Dustin was quite skillful, Boulderthorn wasn't easy to deal with. She didn't want to put him in danger by joining the battle.

"Alright. It's your decision." Dustin smiled and didn't insist.

After confirming the list of names joining the battle, Mr. Wangley stepped forward and paid his respects to the King of Kicks, "Sir Cavaliere, I wish us good cooperation!"

The King of Kicks snorted, "I never work with anyone. I can win the battle just by myself. You weaklings, just stand aside and watch."

Mr. Wangley frowned. "Sir Cavaliere, even though you are the King of Kicks and have excellent skills, it will still be tough for you to fight a crowd. Besides, I am also one of The Hundred Immortals. It is true that my ranking is lower than yours, but I don't think I am that weak compared to you."

"You? How dare you compare yourself to me?" The hawk-nosed old man gave him a disdainful look.

*Sir Cavaliere, don't sell me short!" Mr. Wangley's temper grew. He had always been looked up to. He was never disregarded.

"What? You don't accept the fact?" The hawk-nosed old man sneered, "For someone like you, you can be proud of yourself if you could stand just one of my kicks."

"Great! I'd love to experience your skillful moves!" Mr. Wangley couldn't stand it anymore and attacked.

"Amateurs." The King of Kicks held his hands behind him and delivered a kick like a lightning bolt.

Mr. Wangley clenched his fist and hit his leg. The King of Kick's leg and Mr. Wangley's fist hit each other.

There was a bang.

Mr. Wangley was drawn back by force. His arm was dislocated right on the spot. Blood surged up his face, and he grew weak.

"You ..." He opened his mouth, and before he was able to speak, blood spurted out from his mouth. His face turned pale immediately.

"Can you see the difference now? To be honest, I didn't even use half of my strength on that kick," the old man said arrogantly.

"What?" Mr. Wangley was shocked. His face fell.