Young Lord of The Dragon Sect novel Chapter 188

Nathaniel looked bad due to Maximilian’s unexpected capability. He had thought that Maximilian was an ordinary fighter, but actually he proved him wrong.

Behind Nathaniel stood a pretty-looking young man with cold smile on his face. He said, “Boss, the guy is of good agility and power, but he can’t defeat me.”

“Be patient and wait. Let Oakley’s followers go first,” Nathaniel said with furrowed eyebrows.

At that moment Nathaniel felt regretful that he changed the rule conceitedly.

But there was no use regretting. Nathaniel estimated that as long as Oakley’s followers could weaken Maximilian physically, then his followers were able to kill Maximilian.

Oakley glanced at Marco who was angry with a smile and said, “Marco, don’t be annoyed. The death of Archibald is respectable and he deserves an elaborate funeral. Let my followers revenge for him,”

“I have recruited a new fighter, Charlie, who is good at Muay Thai. He has won 30 successive victories in foreign underground boxing matches and I am sure he will defeat Maximilian.”

A half-naked hunk in boxers with bronzed skin walked out behind Oakley.

Charlie learned Muay Thai from older generation of masters and began his career with underground matches at the age of sixteen.

Until now, ten years had passed and he had become the king of the underground boxing and had killed his opponents in thousands.

His eyes resembled a viper and his lips lifted a sinister smile.

He said, “Oakley, I will break all his bones.”

“Ah, great. Do your best and give Marco some relief.” Oakley said loudly and proudly.

In Oakley’s mind, Charlie’s capacity was ten times better than Archibald’s. So, perhaps Charlie was three to five times better than Maximilian.

Without any run, Charlie jumped into the ring ten meters away from him, based on his explosive force.

A pair of footprints was left on the spot where Charlie stood, with broken marble floor tiles

The awesome explosive force implied his powerful strength.

When Charlie jumped into the ring, he erected his middle finger and said, “Boy, come on. If you can fight against my ten moves, you win.”

Charlie was eager to do a merit deed by killing Maximilian because he had just been recruited by Oakley.

“Stop talking nonsense. I have just a little time for you and then I will bring midnight snacks to my wife.”

“Fuck! Go to hell!”

Charlie was in fury and took a deep breath. Then his bronzed muscle became shiny and gradually angular, gathered together like a flat steel plate.

Oakley smiled complacently and said, “Have you seen this? This is Charlie’s unique skill, which was said to be bell-cap and iron skin.”

Marco who was still deep in sorrow due to Archibald’s death snorted and ignored Oakley’s flaunt.

Nathaniel said to two men behind him, “Look carefully and find Maximilian’s weaknesses.”

The men nodded together and stared at the ring.