Chapter 362

Meanwhile, a group of people stood outside the private room, quietly

watching the scene unfold.

Then, Magnus turned around and looked at an old man behind the crowd,

and he asked politely, “Mr. Quinn, what do you think of this young man’s skill?”

Quinn sneered and replied, “He’s strong but lacks sophistication. He can’t be

considered top–notch.”

Magnus nodded and said, “Then, go and give him some guidance.”

“All right!” After Quinn finished speaking, the people around quickly cleared a

path. The man walked speedily and suddenly appeared in front of

Emmanuel, staring at him indifferently.

On the other hand, Emmanuel also sensed that the old man was not an

ordinary opponent, and his expression became serious. “Are you with those

two just now?”

“Hmph, what are they? Are they worthy of being on the same level as me?”

Quinn shook his head coldly.

“Since you’re not with them, why did you come to find me? We have no

grudges against each other!” Emmanuel did not want to fight these masters,

nor did he want to be driven away by them. He had his own pride and dignity

since nobody wanted to be bullied for no reason!

“No grudges?” Quinn was momentarily taken aback, then burst into laughter.

“Since we’re competing in martial arts, why would we need grudges to do

So?”

“Martial arts?” Emmanuel was stunned and explained, “I’m sorry, but I don’t

want to compete with you! As you can see, I’m here celebrating a friend’s

birthday. This is not the right place for a martial arts match!”

However, Quinn replied confidently, “It won’t take much effort, and it won’t

damage anything here.” He implied that he was confident in quickly

defeating Emmanuel, and he wouldn’t make a mess like Emmanuel did with

those two so–called Yeringham masters earlier, which had ended up

damaging the restaurant’s property.

After hearing this, Emmanuel looked at the old man, furrowing his brows, then

asked, “Must we fight?”

must!” Quinn nodded

again, “Why must we? Give me

someone worth defeating by me!” Quinn

his every expression and gesture was

self–importance.

worth the effort for me to defeat.” Emmanuel

idea who this person is and have no

Why should we fight?

not up to you!” After saying

head. His force wasn’t particularly powerful, but it was

a

moves were intricate and fantastical, with palm

dance of

or the intricate display of eight shadows leading to

reminiscent of a whirlwind sweeping through a

to rain down in unison.

to lure

and real movements

be fatal to the opponent. Similarly, to the adage “a

the seasons“, those with

significance from the

move, Emmanuel realized

more challenging than the two

masters he had defeated earlier. Quinn’s palm

of mastery where he could control them effortlessly,

Emmanuel couldn’t see any flaws within

expose.

other hand, Emmanuel was a

for a meal, these people insisted on forcing him to

wouldn’t leave. Whoosh! Suddenly, he threw

to break through Quinn’s defenses. He

that the Palm Drop technique would, at most, severely

definitely take Quinn’s

was successful,

attack. This was exactly the kind

arrogant people like Quinn feared. He

opponent’s, so

Quinn retreated swiftly. Then, without pausing

whatever direction he

countless layers of

assumed that Emmanuel would be unable to

let alone respond in

exceeded his expectations. It was just that

didn’t require Emmanuel

adaptability!

accurately identified the reality and illusion of

his fist with Quinn’s real palm.

and a

between them.

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stronger,

Thud! Thud! Quinn took three steps back, each like

mountain, and when he finally stood firm, the sturdy

clear shoe prints.

Silence!

a

fist that could shatter stones and feet that could split the

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