Lord Protector Novel

“You b*stard, how dare you insult me and my master? Today will be the day you die! I'm going to let you have a taste of my Seven Kicks!”

Osbert then lunged at Zeke.

Seven Kicks!

Those two words made the audience gasp when they heard them.

Seven Kicks was one of Osbert's signature moves, but he rarely used it.

Every time he did, he would surely end the lives of his opponents.

Many had witnessed how Osbert's Seven Kicks had destroyed the concrete pillar in the gym.

If even the pillar could not withstand the power of Seven Kicks, how would Zeke, a human, be able to do that?

Thus, they were sure that he was doomed.

Osbert then rushed to Zeke before skipping to the seventh move of his Seven Kicks—he raised his leg to a certain angle before swinging a kick at Zeke.

His leg moved so quickly that it even stirred up a strong gust of wind.

Zeke smirked. Interesting! However, that's all it can be. Regardless of how powerful your Seven Kicks is, it's only “interesting” to me.

Instead of moving backward, Zeke shot out his right leg to slam it against Osbert's leg.

“Haha!”

The crowd went mad with glee.

He's doomed! I can't believe he's trying to fight against Osbert head-on. Osbert's Seven Kicks is stronger than a concrete pillar. Zeke, did you think that you're made of something stronger than concrete?

Many were secretly mocking Zeke in their heads, sure that his leg was going to break.

Thump!

Crack!

Right after the sound of the collision came the sound of bones breaking.

Of course, the audience thought that Zeke was the one who had his leg broken, so their eyes flitted to Zeke's right leg.

However, there was no visible injury on Zeke's right leg. In fact, he could still stand on his two feet.

What's going on? Could it be that...

A terrifying thought had emerged in the audience's minds.

Their eyes then drifted from Zeke to Osbert.

Osbert was standing on one leg, and his other leg was raised above the ground. Everyone could see how crooked it was.

As a matter of fact, they could even see bone piercing out of his flesh.

Osbert's leg had broken!

The right leg that had been Osbert's pride and joy—the right leg that had been tougher than a concrete pillar—had been broken by Zeke.

Furthermore, Zeke had only made one move.

He's strong! He's incredibly strong! He's been hiding his true strength. Moreover, it's unlikely that he has used his full power when he kicked Osbert earlier.

At that moment, alarm bells were ringing in the audience's heads. They realized that they might be losing their bets.

Still, most believed in Boxing King's prowess.

After all, Boxing King could easily defeat Boxing Tyrant with just one punch. Hence, it would not be far-fetched to say that he would win against Zeke.

Osbert was on the verge of losing his mind. He refused to admit that he had been defeated. He hated to admit that his reputation was in ruins after that one kick.

Therefore, he screamed, “I can't accept this! I won't accept this! Rematch! I'm going to kill you this time!”