A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 17 Not Surrendering

The four men in black were only briefly stupefied before they returned to the fray with even more savagery.

Finnegan quickly avoided their attacks before stretching out his left foot to tap on one of the men’s calves. A crack echoed in the air, and that man collapsed onto the ground, grabbing his calf and crying out in agony.

Oscar’s gaze darkened.

He could fight in the same way Finnegan did, for he was trained under a master fighter.

However, he could not wrap his mind around how Finnegan, someone who was forced out of Jadeborough by Killian back then, could become a master in fighting as well.

While he was thinking about that, Finnegan had swept his leg in an arc and fl*pped the other three men onto the ground. In no time, Oscar was the only one left standing.

Oscar narrowed his eyes. “You’re talented, but unfortunately, you’ve met me.”

“Come on. Give it a try.”

Finnegan lifted his arm and beckoned Oscar to come.

The action, similar to the beckoning of a dog, infuriated Oscar. With an angry cry, he dashed toward Finnegan before lifting his leg up to swing it downward.

Not only did he want Finnegan to find out what pain was, but he also wanted Finnegan to kneel before him and beg for his forgiveness.

Yet, Finnegan suddenly raised his leg faster than Oscar did-higher, too-before slamming it down on Oscar’s shoulder. The sickening crack of the clavicle reverberated in the space, and Oscar fell to the ground in the position of a split. Cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead as pain, fear, and shock crashed into him like a tidal wave.

Why can’t I even withstand a blow from him?

“Who in the world are you?”

Instead of answering him, Finnegan spun on his feet to land a spinning kick on Oscar’s chest. Oscar flew backward. When he crashed to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood as two of his ribs broke.

However, Oscar still managed to not make any sound of pain.

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Finnegan and questioned, “What kind of power do

walked over to him before looking downward at him. “You

crushed. Oscar’s right hand under his foot.

He proceeded to crush Oscar’s other hand and

rest of the men in black shuddered when they saw the ghastly state Oscar

managed to force his pain away for

amble past Oscar and say, “Tell Tristan when you go back that the Chomsky family has thirteen more days left. They’re welcome to continue targeting

after Finnegan was out of

but hatred was in Oscar’s eyes.

returned to the alley, Alisha drove to the entrance of the alley. She had not gone.

mess with Mr. Larkin, but Mr. Larkin crippled him. So, who in the world is Mr. Larkin? Why is Oscar, an Amber Realm fighter of Preliminary Rank, no match for him? Moreover, why are you trying to butter

of the speaker. “Heed his words and do your best to sleep with him. You’ll find

Grandpa. Still, it looks like I have to be serious

“What’s going on?”

was astounded when he saw

Chomsky, we’ve underestimated Finnegan. I’m no match

fighter of Postliminary

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martial arts were divided into four realms-Ether Realm, Terra Realm, Enigma Realm, and Amber Realm. Furthermore, each realm had four ranks-Preliminary Rank, Intermediate

Thus, the thought of how Finnegan might be an Amber Realm. fighter of Postliminary Rank was instilling shock

many Amber Realm fighters of

he going to defeat

and he’s going to be coming to Jadeborough to avenge me in a few days’ time. I’m sure he’ll be able to defeat Finnegan.”

ease. “I’ll leave this to you and your senior, then. I’ll definitely. reward you handsomely

Tristan hastily made

surgery.

Also, carry out the relocation and demolition at Wharf Street according to the rules and regulations. The compensation will start from

“Got it.”

next morning, Finnegan woke as usual for breakfast outside.

sat down, Alisha came over and took the milk that Finnegan had yet to drink. After a few days of interaction, she had already grasped most of Finnegan’s character, so she