Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Battle!_l
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The fist had not arrived, but the fist wind had already come!
This terrifying Inner Strength was like a collapsing mountain and a surging sea, pouring towards Ethan Smith!
Ethan’s face flashed with seriousness. Strictly speaking, Ethan was now just a beginner Master, which was far from a Grandmaster like Keith Moore.
Facing an experienced Grandmaster, the pressure was imaginable!
“Boom!”
Ethan clenched his fist and confronted it head-on.
The horrifying collision sent dust flying all around!
Those street vendors scrambled farther away, fearing that they might get caught in the crossfire!
As the dust settled, a faint blue glow could be seen enveloping Ethan’s fist.
This glow appeared somewhat sinister in the darkness.
“Oh?” Keith Moore raised his eyebrows slightly.
“An Inner Strength Master dares to resist my punch?” He was astonished.
Ethan’s heart sank even further. If it hadn’t been for the protection of his spiritual power, his bones would have been shattered by that punch!
“Being able to fight across such a gap, you’re a true genius,” Keith said with a faint smile.
“For this reason, I must kill you. Otherwise, you won’t spare me when you grow up,” a ruthless expression flashed across Keith’s face.
Ethan stared coldly at Keith and said, “Killing me, you may not have that ability!”
“Arrogant! It takes no more than a wave of my hand to kill you!” Keith roared and threw another punch at him!
This punch was even stronger than the last. Ethan’s expression changed, and no matter where he tried to dodge, there was nowhere to hide, as Keith’s speed was just too fast!
“Boom!”
With this punch, the spiritual power wrapped around Ethan’s hands was shattered!
“So strong,” Ethan’s eyebrows furrowed, and his heart was filled with shock.
This commotion had attracted numerous onlookers.
“There are people fighting there, should we call the police?”
“What the hell, that’s obviously a movie shooting, haven’t you seen the lights on their bodies?”
“True, but where’s the camera?”
“Now cameras are invisible, just for the sake of realism.”
People were engaged in heated discussions, but some in the crowd recognized Keith Moore.
“Is that Keith Moore? The long-established Grandmaster of martial arts world?”
“He hasn’t fought in many years. Why is he having a high-profile fight today?”
“Who is that young man? He actually managed to withstand two of Keith Moore’s punches?”
The crowd took out their phones, seemingly unwilling to miss this scene.
Ethan gasped for breath, vigilantly watching Keith.
“You’ve withstood two of my punches, but what about the third?” Keith said playfully.
Ethan took a deep breath and said, “Keith, if you turn and leave now, I’ll owe you a favor.”
Keith laughed heartily, “Do I need your favor?”
“You really won’t go?” Ethan’s brow furrowed, his face showing a trace of struggle.
Keith sneered, “What do you think? You must die here today.”
Hearing that, Ethan’s face gradually turned cold.
“Then there’s no way around it.” Ethan took a deep breath, his body suddenly shaking, and his strength rapidly reaching its peak.
Keith said mildly, “If you were wise, you’d come with me now. It might save you some pain.”


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