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nA loud sound came from below the stage, and a figure quickly appeared in front of Howard.

nIt was Wells.

nA tyrannical aura erupted from his body, suppressing Howard in an instant.

nAlthough Howard’s strength had increased greatly, facing such an expert, he didn’t have any strength to resist.

nThe newly born sword intent was now greatly injured and gradually became weaker.

n“You’re courting death!”

nAndrew roared angrily!

nHis body came directly in front of Wells, and he threw a punch forward.

nWells had been prepared beforehand. He summoned a two-thousand-meter shadow to protect himself.

nThe shadow behind Wells appeared with a sharp blade intent, wanting to cut off the sword intent that Howard had just comprehended.

nBut these methods of his, in front of Andrew, of course, did not have any effect.

nA fist smashed onto Wells’ wrist.

nAnother slap landed on Wells’ face.

nIt directly sent him flying.

nAndrew had used a lot of strength. Wells was lying on the ground, and his face was beyond recognition.

nHalf of his face was swollen, and blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, and mouth.

nAndrew walked towards him, wanting to attack again.

n“Wait, what happened just now was Wells’ fault. I apologize to you on behalf of the Six Holy Lands.”

nA soul transmission fell into Andrew’s ears.

nThis voice came from Alonso.

nAt the same time, Alonso also sent a voice transmission to Wells. “Don’t fight with him. You’re not his match! This Andrew’s strength is very likely to be above mine.”

nWells gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.

nHe knew that he was no match for Andrew.

nHowever, when he passed by Andrew, he still couldn’t help but say something fierce.

n“Don’t be too proud. I’m looking forward to a fair fight with you one day!”

nAndrew laughed loudly.

nTrash like Wells would never be his opponent in this lifetime.

n“Congratulations on obtaining 100,000 strengthening points!”

nThe system notification suddenly came.

nAndrew had defeated Wells and received a reward of 100,000 strengthening points.

nThere was such a good thing?

nAndrew turned around and looked at the six people in front of him.

nHe had only beaten up one of them, which meant that he could beat up the remaining five people and receive 500,000 strengthening points.

nThis was not a small number.

nAndrew used his consciousness to check the receiving list of his strengthening points.

nThere were two payments of 100,000 strengthening points?

nHe looked at the time. One was when he had sent Wells flying earlier.

nThe other was when he had sent Wells flying last time.

nIn other words, the system had given him corresponding rewards for defeating Wells twice.

n“There’s such a good thing?”

nHe could actually repeatedly beat up a person?

nAndrew’s malicious gaze landed on Wells.

nThis guy still seemed to be acting stubborn.

nShould I beat him up a few more times? How many strengthening points would I get from him?

nBut I still have to find some reasonable excuses.

nI can’t just go up and beat someone up without doing anything.

nHe, Andrew, was the most reasonable person in his life.

nToday’s National Martial Arts Conference had just started, but it was interrupted by Andrew.

nAt that time, two contestants who were about to compete on the stage were thrown out of the ring by Andrew one by one.

nHowever, no one in the audience would complain about this.

nWhat they saw today was much more exciting than the martial arts conference.

nWhether it was Andrew defeating sixty descendants of the Holy Lands alone or the battle between the top powerhouses.

nThese were all things that they had never thought of before.

nThey actually saw it with their own eyes today. It could only be said that the ticket price was too valuable!

nAt this time, Wells was carried away by ambulance.

nAfter all, his injuries were very serious, and he needed to be sent to the hospital for treatment.

nSeeing this, Andrew also followed him.

n“What are you going to do now?” Wells saw Andrew coming over, and his face turned pale. He said cautiously.

n“Let me see how your injury is. I seemed to hit you a little too hard just now. How about this, I’ll send you to the hospital, and I’ll pay for the medical fees.”

n“No need, no need.”

nAlthough he did not understand why Andrew’s attitude suddenly became so good, Wells still felt that something was not right.

nWith Andrew, there was really no sense of security. Who knew when he would be beaten up again.

nAfter the ambulance left, Andrew sighed.

nHe wanted to find an opportunity to beat up Wells again.

nHe seemed to suddenly remember something. Andrew took out his cell phone and called Clayton.

nSince he was going to find a few more opportunities to beat up Wells in the future, he could not let him go.

n“Chief, keep an eye on him for me. Don’t let Wells run away secretly.”

nClayton was speechless.

nWhat was going on?

n“Don’t worry. He’s sent by the Dupont family this time. He won’t leave until the martial arts conference is over.”

nAndrew nodded with relief.

n“Andrew, I have one more thing to ask you.

n“Do you still have the sword intent grass?”

nAndrew suddenly became alert.

nClayton couldn’t be trying to steal his things, right?

n“As the representative of the Martial Arts Bureau, I discussed it with Tyrone from the Ministry of Education and the top of the military. I’ve decided to buy all the sword intent grass in your hands!”

nIn Clayton’s opinion, how many treasures could be born in this world?

nTen? Twenty?

nNo matter what, this money was worth it.

nThey planned to buy all the sword intent grass on behalf of the country so that they could mass-produce experts in the future.

n“Buy all of them?”

nAndrew was stunned.

nOne had to know that his sword intent grass was endless.

n“But do you have so much money?” Andrew asked with concern.

n“Of course we do. We represent the country. If even we can’t afford so much money, who else can?” Clayton said indifferently.

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