The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 411

Read The Ultimate Husband [by Skykissing wolf] Chapter 411 – Darryl must not go to the battle stage. If he were to d*e in battle, who would give Katherine the Resumption Pill?

When she thought about the Resumption pill, Katherine bit her lip as she handed a bottle of water to Darry. “Some water, Darryl?”

“No need. I’d take a foot massage,” Darryl said casually.

What?

Katherine blushed. Her students were all there, so how could she give him a massage?

“Later. Later in the office, alright?”

“Fine, then.” Darryl nodded as he kept his eyes on the battle stage.

At that moment, a Xiaoyao family member went onto the stage and said to Sawyer, “Fabian Travis from the Xiaoyao family. I’m here for the challenge. Sawyer smiled. “Level Five Master General? Please.” Fabian did not waste a second longer; he turned and punched Sawyer.

However, the punch was so weak and soft!

Sawyer laughed. “Have you not had your meal yet?” “Oh, no! Fabian is a loser; what a weak punch.” “Precisely…”

Everyone around the stage nodded. Bang!

Their fists hit each other, and the arrogant expression on Sawyer’s face immediately changed.

He could feel Fabian absorbed his inner energy as his fist connected with the man.

He had lost almost one-third of his inner energy. “Energy Draining Method! ”

“Wow! This is the Xiaoyao family’s special technique—the Energy Draining Method! ” someone amongst the crowd shouted.

The Energy Draining Method was a unique skill that the Xiaoyao family members practice. Its focus was not to a****k their opponent but to drain their inner energy instead. They would absorb the energy into their body to strengthen their skill.

Fabian grinned coldly as he grabbed the chance to kick Sawyer in his stomach.

Sawyer yelled in pain as he rolled off the stage. He was so weak that he could barely stand up!

“Thank you!” Fabian bowed as he stood in the middle of the stage. He looked around the stage slowly.

Although he did not speak, his intention was obvious; he was waiting for a contender.