That palm, carrying unstoppable force, swept past Andrew Carter and struck nothing but air. Meanwhile, Andrew Carter's Eighteen Dispersed Hands slipped effortlessly through a flaw in the Five Thunder Palm. Even though the Eighteen Dispersed Hands was merely a low-grade martial art, at this moment, it became the most effective technique!

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Andrew Carter's palm struck hard on Jack Carter's shoulder. The power of the Five Meridians erupted; Jack Carter felt as if his shoulder had been smashed by a giant bear. With a crack, all the bones shattered, and half his body instantly went numb.

He let out a miserable scream and staggered backward, but unexpectedly, Andrew Carter's palm twisted in a strange way—still the Eighteen Dispersed Hands—easily clamping onto his wrist. With a sudden yank, he pulled him back, and at the same time, his knee rose seemingly unintentionally.

It looked as if Jack Carter was ramming his own vulnerable side into Andrew Carter's hard knee—like an egg hitting a rock.

Crack!

The sound of ribs breaking was crystal clear. Yuan energy burst from Andrew Carter's knee, blasting Jack Carter upward, sending him flying into the air.

Yet his wrist was still firmly gripped by Andrew Carter, unable to escape.

Andrew Carter yanked him down again, twisted his body, and shot out a kick from below, like a fierce python darting from its lair. Jack Carter only saw a black shadow flash by, and with a whoosh, a tremendous force slammed into his abdomen.

His internal organs seemed to explode all at once. With a howl of agony, he curled up like a shrimp.

Andrew Carter had completed a three-hit combo, as fast as lightning.

He let go, and Jack Carter collapsed in a heap, kneeling before him.

Andrew Carter tilted his head: "Hmm, this posture is just right for another kick."

He swung his leg up, a crescent-shaped arc of Yuan energy flashing from his foot, hacking upward at Jack Carter's chin like a giant axe.

With this smooth kick, Jack Carter was sent tumbling through the air, flipping several times before crashing to the ground, covered in blood, no longer making a sound.

Chapter 6: Another Breakthrough (Part 1)

Because Andrew Carter was simply too fast, George Carter only reacted at this moment, bursting out in fury: "You little bastard, do you have a death wish!"

His power erupted, his aura like a towering stone mountain crashing fiercely toward Andrew Carter.

At the same time, a bright spiritual light flared behind him—his Martial Manifestation shone high, covering a radius of thirty feet!

Threads of light channeled Yuan energy, pouring into George Carter's body. His Martial Manifestation was a flame-gold cicada the size of a small mountain, its long tongue constantly rolling around, spiritual light and fire surging forth, instantly boosting George Carter's power by thirty percent.

Andrew Carter was in no condition to face such an opponent; just the overwhelming aura alone was enough for George Carter to kill him.

However, Harold Carter was still standing to the side!

How could this protective father possibly allow his child to be bullied?

He stepped forward in a single stride, blocking Andrew Carter. If George Carter's aura was like a mountain of stone, then Harold Carter's was a mountain of iron.

The two auras collided fiercely, and George Carter's was instantly shattered to pieces.

With a thunderous shout, Harold Carter pressed both hands down on the black iron long case, restraining his urge to draw his sword.

But his Martial Manifestation had already burst forth with Yuan breath and spiritual light, covering a radius of a hundred feet! Amidst the rolling golden light, a great seal slowly rose, with obscure and mysterious divine script faintly appearing at its base, yet impossible to see clearly.

As soon as this unique Martial Manifestation appeared, it suppressed everything around, even forcing George Carter's golden cicada Martial Manifestation to prostrate itself, not daring to compete.

From the black iron long case beneath Harold Carter's hands came a series of metallic ringing sounds—the Night Song Sword was already able to resonate with the golden seal Martial Manifestation. Once the Manifestation appeared, the Night Song Sword could not help but sing.

Harold Carter was at the high stage of the Fate Spirit Realm, while George Carter was at the mid stage. Although their levels were not far apart, Harold Carter's Martial Manifestation was extraordinary, completely suppressing George Carter.

George Carter's face was grim, seething with anger, but he was stopped by the clan leader Samuel Carter, who quietly advised, "Now is not the time to turn against each other!"

George Carter glared fiercely at Andrew Carter, withdrew his Yuan breath, and let his Martial Manifestation slowly fade.

He gave an order: "Carry the young master back."

Several servants hurriedly carried the severely injured and unconscious Jack Carter away for treatment.

Samuel Carter and the others gave Andrew Carter a deep look. Just now, Andrew Carter's display of martial skill was nearly flawless; with the basic Eighteen Dispersed Hands, he had easily defeated Jack Carter, who used the Five Thunder Palm!

Moreover, his cultivation was clearly at the Five Meridians level, but according to Victor Carter's report yesterday, he was only at the early stage of Four Meridians. How could he have improved so much in a single day?

Samuel Carter didn't believe it—Andrew Carter must have been hiding his true level before.

"Hmph!" Samuel Carter snorted coldly. "Old Third, you and your son are quite cunning! But don't get complacent too soon."

He then glared fiercely at Andrew Carter: "Especially you, little brat. So what if you have the power of Five Meridians? Whether it's Kevin Carter or my son Ji, they're both far ahead of you. You'd better watch yourself from now on!"

With that, he flicked his sleeve and left.