Chapter 442


    The crowd went wild, but Perry''s face was as ck as thunder. Kendrick''s about the best fighter I have,


    and he still lost to that guy? Moreover, he was knocked out in a single blow.


    Calvin was still on the ground, his face as pale as a sheet. "I-Impossible. Kendrick is a 6th-degree


    ck belt. H-How did he even lose?"


    Catherine was trembling in fear. If it weren''t for Queenie holding her up, her knees would''ve buckled.


    Calvin wiped his face. "Mr. Cortez, send all your men in."


    Perry clenched his fists. "I would, but there''s a crowd here. If we use our numbers advantage, it''d be a


    humiliating win. It''s not how we do things back in Southsiren."


    Calvin gnashed his teeth and roared, "Who cares about pride? Not like you people know what that


    means!"


    "What?" Perry''s face fell. "What is the meaning of that, Mr. Giuliani?"


    Sh*t. I shouldn''t have said that. "I mean, that b*stard''s not ying by the rules anyway. Even if you


    send in all your men, it''s still not cheating."


    "But…"


    While Perry was still hesitating, Kendrick shouted, "Kill him! Everyone, kill him together! Kill that


    Qustian b*stard!"


    Kingsley looked at him icily. "Do it, then. Your army means nothing unless there''s over a hundred of


    you."


    Perry was surprised that Kingsley would take on the challenge. The next second, he sneered. "Very


    well, fool." He swung his arm down and spoke in Southsirenese. "All of you, charge! Show that Qustian


    b*stard what we''re made of! Let''s see if he''s still so arrogant after we cripple him!"


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    Kendrick let out a guttural roar, "Do it! Avenge me!"


    The guys in dobok exchanged nces before charging straight at Kingsley while roaring like animals.


    Some hurled a kick, some swung their fists, and some used a knife-hand strike. All were powerful skills.


    The crowd gasped in fear.


    "They''re attacking all at once? This is dangerous for Kingsley!"


    "I can''t look. He''s going to die!"


    "Or heavily injured at least. Look at them. They''re as big as bears. They''re…"


    The student suddenly stopped speaking. He then raised a trembling finger and pointed at the


    battlefield. In disbelief, he said, "T-They''re flying back."


    At the same time, all theckeys who tried to attack Kingsley flew back across the battlefield. Everyone


    who tried to hit Kingsley felt like they had just mmed into a machine made of steel, and they also felt


    an explosive strength mming into their bodies and shuddering their insides.


    "My arm!"


    "My leg! My leg''s broken!"


    "I-I think I''m hurt inside." Someone coughed.


    The fighters rolled on the floor, howling in agony. Perry was left dumbfounded. "I-Impossible. How is


    this possible?" He grabbed his hair in madness while staring at Kingsley in disbelief. "I thought you said


    you didn''t know Qustia Arts."