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.

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