Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2132

Zeke nodded. “Of course I'm sure. There's no need to hesitate.”

Sheldon froze at his answer and didn't know how to respond.

“What a boastful man!” Sheldon cursed. “I've selected these martial artists personally from the Martial Arts Association. You can't defeat them easily.”

He turned to the martial artists and announced, “Men, hear that? Clearly, he has no respect for you. Can you stomach his insult?”

The martial artists were already seething with fury. They were exuding a murderous vibe.

“Mr. Guererro, stop trying to reason with him. Since he has no respect for us, let's find out how capable he is.”

Sheldon agreed. “Do whatever you want. If he ends up dead, I'll bear the responsibility. You won't go to jail for taking his life.”

The ten martial artists bowed before Zeke in a polite manner.

Zeke didn't bother responding with a bow, for they didn't deserve his courtesy.

He told Emma gently, “Emma, step back. I don't want to hurt you.”

“All right.” Emma nodded obediently and retreated as told.

She knew Zeke was capable enough of defeating the ten martial artists easily.

As Zeke neither return their bows nor pay any heed to them, the martial artists were immobilized by fury. How dare he ignore us!

One martial artist roared, “Charge!”

“Yes!”

Ten of them charged at Zeke at once.

This time, Zeke wasn't about to use his energy to attack them.

After learning how to produce the energy, Zeke had been relying on it in fights. Thus, his fighting skills were a bit rusty by now.

He decided to fight physically this time.

Once the martial artists arrived before him, he leaped into the air and rushed toward them.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

A few loud thumps later, the ten martial artists collapsed to the ground with bruises all over their bodies.

Zeke, on the other hand, had returned to his seat to sip on his tea nonchalantly.

What the hell just happened?

Everyone present was flabbergasted.

Zeke's too strong! We only saw a shadow flitting across the crowd before they collapsed to the ground. We didn't even see how Zeke attacked them. How could he move that swiftly?

Unlike the rest, who could only see what was on the surface, the ten martial artists knew how capable Zeke was. They were close to having a nervous breakdown, for Zeke's speed was beyond their expectations.

He is in the Archduke Class, or beyond that. An Archduke Class warrior could either be a higher-up in the Martial Arts Association or a general in the military. We can't afford to offend either of them.

They realized that they had encountered a tough nut this time.

Oh, no. We're done for. If he decides to pursue this matter, there's no way out for us.

Zeke patted the dust off his hands and shot Sheldon a mocking glance. “That's all? As the CEO of Intercontinental Group, is that all you got?”

Sheldon swallowed hard.

Is he too strong? Or are the martial artists too weak? Zeke defeated them as swiftly as the day he defeated my security guards.

He had no idea that Zeke was a force to reckoned with. To Zeke, martial artists were no different from ordinary humans.

For example, a spider was stronger than a fly, but they were both inferior before an elephant.

Staring at Zeke fearfully, the martial artists asked, “May we know who you are? Do you hold an important position in the Martial Arts Association?”

Zeke sneered, “The Martial Arts Association isn't even worthy of licking my boots!”

Hearing that, the martial artists' hearts sank.

As he is bold enough to claim that the Martial Arts Association isn't even worthy to lick his boots, he clearly has no fear for the association. He must be even more powerful than we can imagine.

Zeke exclaimed, “A martial artist should protect the country and punish the evil instead of being someone else's hatchet man. You're a disgrace to all martial artists! I now order you to leave the Martial Arts Association and head to battle to make up for your mistake. You'll regain freedom after killing ten enemies of your rank.”