Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 2288 A Crushing Defeat for Zen Master!

“May peace guide us.”

Finished

Zen Master stood with his hands pressed together, bowing respectfully despite the tension in the air. His voice was calm but firm. “I have trained in martial arts not to dominate others or seek conflict, but to refine my body and spirit. This battle is meaningless to me. I surrender, and I ask that you end this here.”

His words instantly caused a stir in the crowd!

The viewers watching from their screens were even more shocked. Admitting defeat! The Zen Master surrenders! Is this the end of Chanaea’s martial legacy?

Among the audience, seasoned warriors exchanged troubled glances, their disappointment evident. Meanwhile, Zen Master’s disciples and fellow monks lowered their heads in unison, murmuring, “May peace prevail.” They knew their master had not fallen because of weakness–his opponent was simply far too powerful.

With his finger flick technique, which could be as deadly as a machine gun, there were only a handful of people in the world who could pull it off, and it was the envy of countless martial artists!

Not to mention the other martial arts and techniques he had demonstrated–anyone who could replicate even a fraction of them would be boasting about it for a lifetime!

However, despite all these, he still couldn’t defeat his opponent.

It could only be said that his opponent was unfathomably strong!

“Hahaha…”

Before Kellan and the other Shoiyan warriors could revel in their impending victory, Yorick threw his head back and let out a triumphant laugh, the sound carrying through the mountain air.

Anyone with a keen eye could tell–this was the release of years of pent–up resentment.

His laughter echoed so far that even Emmanuel and his wife, who were making their way toward the peak, could hear it.

Emmanuel’s heart sank with a foreboding sense of doom. Has Zen Master already lost? If so, who will protect Mr. Hale now?

The thought sent a surge of urgency through him. He urged his horse forward, leaping over a ridge with his wife in his arms. Faster! I need to be faster!

“Zen Master, you hypocritical friar!” he spat, pointing two accusing fingers at him. “You talk about martial arts as a path of self–improvement? A means for personal growth? Where was all that wisdom when you led your disciples to ambush me and throw me off a cliff? And now, when you’re facing defeat, you suddenly act like some enlightened monk?”

“You’ve done so many evil things, and now you think that just saying this one sentence will stop me from killing you? Ridiculous!”

another wave

1/4

Crushing Defeat for

67%

Finished

him with suspicion. Could he be nothing more than

I was upholding righteousness by turning against my own kin, but if this friar is a fraud who preys on female worshippers, then I’ve been

Master well, and I trust my judgment and intuition. He is not that kind of despicable

be my

fight. He simply explained calmly, “Yorick, I heard that you assassinated President Barton, slaughtered a mother and daughter, and colluded with foreign forces. After committing so many evil deeds, it was only right for us to join forces with righteous individuals to eliminate you for the

“You’re talking nonsense!”

saintly demeanor vanished completely, and he was no longer the

a man who had suffered grave injustice. He pointed at the Zen Master and cursed loudly. “You say I assassinated President

What foreign forces have I worked with to harm the interests of Chanaea? As for killing a mother

would rather die than harm Jane! You’ve falsely accused me!! I’ll kill

Yorick lunged at Zen

the entire audience froze in

a stampede

Dhyana stepped forward in alarm, shouting

Master instinctively

Bell for defense, Yorick’s speed and attack power had multiplied exponentially. His movements were so fast that they were nearly impossible

an ordinary man facing a ferocious tiger. There was no time to react–only an

Boom!

sending a powerful

spectators were nearly blown off

martial artists had to shield themselves from

hurriedly stepped forward with others to

2/4

$ . 67%E

A Crushing Defeat

this continued,

Finished

by the force, and blood

face was twisted in pain, but he fought back with