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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

n“Many foreign fighters are gathering in Boston. Do you know what’s going on?”

nAt the mention of this matter, Andrew was instantly angry.

nHe gritted his teeth. “It’s all because of those f*cking bastards from Dong Mountain…

n“They agreed to start the beast tide, and I was so excited for nothing.

n“You don’t know. For the sake of this beast tide, I’ve been lying in ambush for a day and two nights. Originally, I was preparing to attack the beast tide and go all out, but in the end… the beast tide didn’t come at all.”

nPfft!

nThat burly eighth stage Golden Body Realm martial artist, Custer, couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

nWhen he saw Andrew turn his head around, he hurriedly said, “Young man, keep bragging. It’s fine… Don’t worry about me!”

n“There’s a retard here. I’ll go deal with him. I’ll hang up first.”

nAndrew hung up the video call with Catherine and couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

nHe then turned around and looked at the brawny warrior, frowning.

nHe said in surprise, “Golden Body Realm?

n“Another Golden Body Realm?”

nAndrew looked at the others with a hint of shock in his eyes.

n“Four seventh stage grandmasters, two eighth stage Golden Body Realm experts, and one…”

nAfter seeing this, his gaze finally landed on Johnson. His eyes were filled with shock, and his look was solemn as he said in a deep voice, “A ninth stage saint?”

nAndrew was shocked.

nBut Johnson was even more shocked.

nThey had restrained their blood qi aura, and ordinary people wouldn’t be able to tell their strength.

nAnd this martial artist in front of them was very young.

nHis blood qi strength was around the peak of the third grade, not even reaching the fourth grade.

nA fourth-grade martial artist was able to see through their hidden strength. How was this possible?

n“Who are you?”

nThe brawny man, Custer, suddenly stood up. His eyes were filled with solemnity as he looked at Andrew.

nThe aura on his body slowly rose.

nThere were a lot of messy things in Boston city now. Previously, two seventh-grade divine generals of the Heavenly God Sect, Soder and Black Rock, had been killed.

nThe evil warriors had been killed inside the city.

nAfter that was Venerable Wuji had been killed.

nIt was suspected that a warrior from the Holy Land had come out of the mountain.

nIn front of him, there were too many things about this young warrior that made people suspicious.

nEven Johnson’s eyes flickered.

nAndrew smiled.

nOut of the corner of his eye, he saw Charles smoking outside the restaurant.

nHe immediately guessed that these people’s identities should not be too big of a problem.

nThey probably knew that the beast tide was coming to attack Boston and had rushed to support Boston City.

nBut…

nThey actually dared to laugh at him?

nAndrew suddenly stood up and sneered. “In my territory, you ask me who I am?

n“I see that you people are acting abnormally and your eyes aren’t straight. You might be evil martial artists!”

nAfter saying this much, Andrew shot out an ‘Eye of Spirit.’

nThe expression of that brawny man, ‘Custer,’ changed greatly.

nHe sat down on the ground.

nCrack!

nThe chair shattered.

nThe floor tiles under his feet were made into two butt-shaped dents.

n“Custer!”

nSeeing this, a seventh rank martial artist shouted angrily.

nHis aura instantly exploded out.

nThe entire restaurant seemed to have been blown by a hurricane, and crackling sounds could be heard.

nThe plates, bowls, lamps, and other porcelain and glass in the restaurant all shattered into fragments.

nThis seventh rank martial artist was stronger than Grandmaster Soder and was ranked 103rd on the list of grandmasters. His nickname was ‘Three Fist Kill.’

nHe was good at fist techniques, so he instantly erupted and rushed toward Andrew. The Shadows of fists filled the sky and enveloped Andrew.

n“F*ck!”

nOutside the restaurant, Charles, who was smoking, was almost scared to death when he heard the commotion.

nThis…

nThey started fighting in the time it took to smoke?

n‘Three Fist Kill’ was very famous among seventh-grade grandmasters. Although he was only ranked 103rd on the list of Grandmasters, once he went crazy and unleashed those three ultimate fist techniques, even the top ten grandmasters would have to give way.

nOtherwise, they would definitely be injured.

nCharles thought that if he injured Andrew, this wouldn’t do…

nAndrew was a genius youth from Boston. He couldn’t be harmed at all.

nNot caring about so much, Charles instantly burst forth and shouted, “Stop… He is…

n“One of us…”

nCharles, who had just burst forth, hadn’t finished speaking.

nHe was stunned.

nHe was dumbfounded.

nThe last word “Human” was so weak that only he could hear it

nHe saw the grandmaster known as the “Three Fist Kill” charge at Andrew.

nHis fist technique was fierce and showed signs of killing Andrew.

nThen.

nAndrew punched.

nIndeed, it was one punch, not a sword or a saber. It was just a simple punch.

nCrack!

nThe sound of bones breaking could be heard.

nThe “Three Fist kill” Grandmaster flew out.

nHe broke the wall behind him and fell outside the restaurant. After rolling on the road for more than ten meters, he stopped in the middle.

nThe fist shadows that filled the sky all disappeared.

nAndrew looked surprised.

nHe stared at his own fist for two seconds.

nThat grandmaster just now seemed to have a powerful aura.

nJust this much? He was able to finish him with one punch?

nOr was it that his Nine Transformations Golden Body Technique was too awesome?

nBut…

nA cultivation technique that he had never heard of before, even if it was at the level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, it wasn’t the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Arts, the strongest body tempering cultivation technique. Furthermore, he had only cultivated it to the first stage, and he hadn’t even learned any fist techniques…

nOne punch, and he almost blew up a seventh-stage expert?

nBoom!

nThis time, even the ‘Sword Saint’ Johnson couldn’t sit still.

nHe suddenly stood up, held his longsword in his hand, and released sword intent from his body that covered Andrew.

nAndrew’s eyelids twitched.

nIt seemed…

nA bit too much.

n“I just wanted to teach that eighth stage expert who mocked me a lesson… However, it’s a good opportunity to experience the strength of a ninth stage saint.”

nAndrew wasn’t afraid at all. He looked at Johnson and said excitedly, “Good, very good. Ninth stage martial saint. I, Andrew, haven’t fought with a ninth stage martial artist before. It’s a good opportunity for me to experience your strength.

n“However, this place is too small. Shall we go to the wilderness and fight?”

n“Okay!”

nJohnson was stunned for a moment, but he quickly agreed and nodded.

nThis was Boston City.

nIf a ninth stage realm expert were to go all out and fight, there wouldn’t be a need for the beast tide to attack the city. Just the battle between the two of them would be enough to destroy Boston.

nHowever, at this time, Charles finally returned to his senses and stood between Andrew and Johnson.

nHe was so nervous that his forehead was covered in sweat. He said, “Lord Johnson, it’s a misunderstanding. This is a misunderstanding!

n“We’re on the same side. We’re all on the same side!”

n“Huh?” Johnson frowned.

nOn the same side?

nThere were only so many experts.

nMoreover, this was the era of communication, not the ancient times. Although it was not very convenient to communicate in the wilderness, in the city… the Internet was still very developed.

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