“What kind of expert at the second level of the Dragon Vein Realm? In front of my ultimate move, they’re all taken down in an instant!”
Charles Griffin wasn’t a martial artist before, but he’d been in plenty of fights. That move just now was his old signature move.
When two people are fighting, he suddenly throws a heavy object at the opponent’s face. The face has eyes, ears, mouth, and nose—it’s an important and vulnerable part of the body. Luke Brooks didn’t know what Charles Griffin had thrown, so of course he instinctively used his hand to block it. With that hand out of the way, Charles Griffin’s real attack could land on him without any obstacles.
Thinking of how he’d been spat on yesterday, and now, even after losing, the guy still dared to threaten him, Charles Griffin took a few steps forward, sneered, grabbed Luke Brooks by the collar, and said coldly, “You called me a dog, you spat on me—everything is your mouth’s fault. Today, I won’t make things hard for you, I’ll just seal your mouth!”
Luke Brooks was terrified, looking at Charles Griffin with eyes full of fear and even pleading. Before he could say anything, Charles Griffin punched him right in the mouth, knocking out all his teeth. Luke Brooks rolled on the ground in pain, regretting it a thousand times over in his heart.
After defeating Luke Brooks, Charles Griffin suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He quickly turned around and saw Zachary Bennett and his father Second Bennett, as well as Charles Griffin’s second uncle Ethan Bennett, standing five meters away.
They had just been passing by, but happened to witness this drama in front of the Martial Arts Hall. Luke Brooks was Zachary Bennett’s lackey, and now he’d been beaten up by Charles Griffin. Zachary Bennett was furious and immediately strode toward Charles Griffin, his aura overwhelming.
“Charles Bennett... are you looking for death?”
Without another word, Zachary Bennett swung a slap at Charles Griffin.
That slap, filled with surging true energy, was something Charles Griffin realized he couldn’t dodge. If it landed, he’d lose all his teeth for sure. From this, it was clear just how angry Zachary Bennett was at this moment.
Unfortunately, Charles Griffin wasn’t as strong, so he could only wait for death.
Charles Griffin clenched his teeth, his anger nearly consuming him. He’d had enough of being looked down on and treated like a dog.
He swore he would get revenge.
“Why can he just slap me without caring about right or wrong? If I were stronger than him, even with his powerful father backing him, would he dare to slap me like this? If I were stronger, it would be my turn to slap him!”
This incoming slap was like a fuse, drawing out all the ruthlessness in his heart.
With a loud smack, Zachary Bennett’s arm was suddenly grabbed by someone—just an inch away from Charles Griffin’s cheek. The force of the palm wind made Charles Griffin’s face sting.
The one who grabbed Zachary Bennett’s arm was Ethan Bennett. Ethan Bennett said sternly, “Zhan’er, have you forgotten my teachings? You’re all family—how can you just start fighting? Wait till we get home, I’ll punish you properly.”
Then he looked at Charles Griffin and said, “Oh, you’ve finally reached the second level of the Dragon Vein Realm? You must be here to pick a martial skill, right? Go ahead, but my father is meditating inside. If you disturb him, you’ll be severely punished…”
With that, he didn’t look at Charles Griffin again, just grabbed Zachary Bennett’s arm and left.
After walking several dozen steps, Zachary Bennett finally couldn’t help but ask, “Dad, he injured Luke Brooks. Why didn’t you let me teach him a lesson? With his measly strength, even ten thousand of him couldn’t beat me.”
Ethan Bennett replied indifferently, “What’s the point of always bullying the weak? If you’re so capable, why not compete with your sister or with Lingyue William Bennett? Besides, he’s still your aunt’s son—how can you treat him like a servant!”
Zachary Bennett said darkly, “It’s always because of Aunt. Isn’t she just at the eighth level of the Dragon Vein Realm? Dad, give yourself a bit more time and you’ll reach it too, won’t you?”
…
Watching their backs as they left, Charles Griffin suppressed his anger. But today’s slap, and all the beatings and insults from before, he remembered them all.
“Like I said, don’t let me get the chance, or I’ll make you wish you were dead.”
After so many years of enduring, he’d long since learned to control his emotions.
Looking at the Martial Arts Hall, Charles Griffin pushed aside his negative feelings, opened the stone door, and walked in.
As for Luke Brooks, he was still lying there. It was a long time before Ethan Bennett sent someone to carry him away for treatment.
Charles Griffin walked up to the tall tower, looked up at the iron tower, and thought to himself, “My first martial skill is inside!”
His gaze shifted to the side, where there was a wooden hut. Elder Bennett, his grandfather, was meditating inside. Outsiders generally didn’t dare disturb him, and with the old patriarch guarding the Martial Arts Hall, it was absolutely safe. Since Charles Griffin had met the requirements to view martial skills, he could enter.
“That old man, what’s he acting so mysterious for? When my dad was young, he was at the eighth level of the Dragon Vein Realm—just a bit below you. If he hadn’t lost the Dragon Jade, he’d probably be someone you’d look up to by now, old man.”
He grumbled inwardly, but his feet had already stepped into the Martial Arts Hall. Walking down a long corridor, Charles Griffin entered the iron tower. Inside were several bookshelves, with all of The Bennett Family’s martial skills neatly arranged.
“I’ve just reached the second level of the Dragon Vein Realm, so I can only practice basic Yellow Rank martial skills.”
There were thirty-two basic Yellow Rank martial skills in The Bennett Family. Charles Griffin walked to the bookshelf in that section and started from the first row, picking up a book called “Fierce Tiger Fist.”
In less than fifteen minutes, Charles Griffin put down the Fierce Tiger Fist.