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Andrew handled the attacks with remarkable case. Though seemingly chaotic, his footwork followed an intricate pattern that left observers thesmerized.
Despite Ivan’s relentless offensive maneuvers, he could not land a single clean hit on Andrew’s body.
Andrew said calmly, “I think we’ve 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, Andrew brought his right hand down, striking Ivan’s 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, Andrew’s knee was already driving upward. Ivan’s 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 Andrew’s head.
These thoughts had barely crossed Ivan’s 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 Andrew lift Ivan by the throat as easily as if he weighed nothing.
Meanwhile, Ivan’s 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!”
Ivan’s 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?”
Andrew 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. That’s a nice idea, but also a fatal mistake. If I wanted to kill you, your head would already be hanging by a thread.”
Andrew stepped down from the ring and walked over to Lauren, who was beaming with pure joy.
“Dr. Lloyd, we won! You’re the champion!” Lauren exclaimed, more excited than Andrew
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himself as she gave him an enthusiastic thumbs.
Andrew 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 Rodney’s and the Academy’s reputation.
“We… lost,” Rodney finally managed to force ou
He stared at Andrew with a mix of anger and hati expression was deep–seated fear. After all, Rodne Ivan, yet Ivan had been completely qutmatched t
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himself as she gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up.
Andrew 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 Rodney’s and the Academy’s reputation.
“We… lost,” Rodney finally managed to force out the words.
He stared at Andrew 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 Andrew.
