I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 97 Invitation Card

The news of the Golden Sword Tournament soon spread across the martial arts community like wildfire.

It was set to happen on the twenty-seventh of November.

There was still a month left to the tournament.

There were already many skilled fighters that had confirmed to participate. Among them was the Shadow Punch’s successor, Hector Cook of Cook Clan from Coldbridge. The Springing Kicks’ successor, Mason Walker from Horbah, and Spirit Fist’s successor, Stephen Green of the Green Clan, were also taking part in the tournament. Not forgetting Micah Hayes, who was the son of the Martial King of Fairlake, Morgan Hayes, and many more.

There were already more than twenty famous highly-skilled martial artists on the list.

Besides those well-known participants, other unknown experts would also be joining the Golden Sword Tournament. After all, many skillful people often kept themselves hidden.

Meanwhile, Strikezone Martial Arts had also indicated that their disciples would be joining the tournament.

As a prominent martial arts center, Strikezone Martial Arts was definitely included in the competition.

Other than that, the seniors of the tournament’s organizing committee were still sending out invitations to other experts.

Since the organizer had registered the participants, they knew who were the highly-skilled martial artists.

The Golden Sword Tournament was an underground battle. Every participant was required to sign a liability waiver form and would receive a sum of guarantee funds.

It was an actual tournament and not some fancy show put together by the organizer.

A real match between martial artists was a matter of life and death.

As it was known, martial arts involved life-threatening techniques. Not only could it determine one’s losses or wins, but it could also determine one’s life or death.

It was worth mentioning that Morgan, the Martial King of Fairlake, was the martial arts leader of Fairlake. Thus, he was invited to be one of the judges. At the same time, the head of the organizing committee, Edgar, had asked Morgan to invite Polly and Jonathan from Horington to participate in the Golden Sword Tournament.

Morgan was enthusiastic and excited about the competition. It was an important event in the martial arts world. Anyone who had a passion for martial arts would feel happy about the tournament.

Morgan knew Polly and Jonathan. He, too, felt that they were the real experts and should be involved in the tournament.

On that day, Morgan went to Horington personally. He had called Jonathan and Polly prior to his arrival.

They had agreed to meet at Horington International Hotel.

Jonathan had great respect for Morgan. Thus, he wanted to welcome Morgan properly.

Jessica was the happiest to hear about the Golden Sword Tournament. She had heard about the event from Morgan. Jessica was interested in martial arts and had asked Morgan if she could be a spectator.

He agreed in an instant as she was his beloved granddaughter. Jessica immediately thought about Yasmin and told her about the competition. As a young lady, Yasmin’s curiosity was piqued. She told Jessica that she was interested in watching the match as well. Hence, Jessica asked Morgan for another spot, and he happily agreed.

he arrived. After they were reunited, Jessica ran into Morgan’s arm and acted coquettishly like a child. Yasmin, on the other hand, smiled at their

of them got into the car again. Elliot Yeager, Morgan’s apprentice, was the driver. Meanwhile, Yasmin sat on the passenger side,

here to invite Jonathan and Polly to the Golden Sword Tournament?”

giggled and replied, “Jonathan is a really impressive martial artist. He’ll get the first place, for sure. Hehe. I can’t wait to see

many other highly-skilled participants in this tournament. There’ll always be stronger and better martial artists out there. Even though Jonathan is good, I can’t say for sure that he’s the absolute champion. In short, this is a significant

what is most important?”

word by word, “The spirit of martial arts!” He paused for a while and added, “Martial arts is the essence of our

Morgan had said. However, she did

the contrary, Yasmin was listening to Morgan’s explanation attentively. She suddenly turned toward him and asked, “Old Mr. Hayes, will Jonathan

is to end lives. It’s not to perform. If the Golden Sword Tournament is not dangerous,

sigh. “The ring is where

worried after listening

was concerned about Jonathan, Jessica reassured her, “Yasmin, don’t worry. Jonathan is

as optimistic as Jessica, yet she did not

an hour later, their car pulled up in front of Horington International Hotel. Elliot handed the keys to the parking valet after they got out

they stepped into the hotel, they saw Jonathan and Polly

jokingly said, “Hey, Jonathan, you’re still alive!” It was apparent that

 This little

his brows and admonished, “Jessy,

at Morgan cheekily. Whenever she was with Morgan, she was like a cheeky little girl. There was no trace of her usual independent and

and Polly walked toward them. Jonathan greeted Morgan,

“Greetings,

with the same degree of reverence. “Hello, Master Lawson,

friends of Jessy and Yasmin, we’re the younger generation, just like them. There’s no need to be so formal,” Polly said with

agreed with what

out a

of people entered the

was sunny. Thus, even though it was already the

and Yasmin were clad in beautiful dresses, while Polly looked refreshed in a set of white

casual with his black T-shirt and jeans, the

on the second floor, Jonathan

Jennifer did not call Jonathan nor did she ask about him. The former

distance and estrangement grew between

Jonathan had stayed in Polly’s seaside mansion. He had nothing to do every

moment, Jonathan opened a bottle of wine that

bottle of aged wine. After removing the cork, the room was filled with the aroma of the wine. Moreover, the golden

of wine for Morgan. As he was about to pour for Elliot, Yasmin rose to her feet and took the bottle from Jonathan.

sensible action, he could not stop himself from saying,

must you be so perfect? Do you know you’re