Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 876

That was like an old man tying a noose around his own neck, sealing his own fate.

"Kid, you've got some skill, I'll give you that. Blocking my attack head-on was no small feat," Bane sneered, though panic gnawed at his gut.

"But that was just a warm-up. Now, I'm coming at you with everything I've got. If you can withstand one more strike, I'll walk away from this martial arts world forever!"

Michael clutched his groin, his face twisted in agony, looking as if he were on the verge of death. He howled, "Bane! I want him torn to shreds-I want him in pieces! My manhood! Andrew, I swear I'll kill you!"

Michael's pitiful wails sent a fresh wave of pressure surging through Bane's chest. He had to escape. If he stayed, the injuries he was barely suppressing would spiral out of control.

As for Michael or the entire plan to take over The Aickers? Well, screw it all. None of that mattered anymore-staying alive was the only thing that counted!

With a vicious glare, Bane let out a roar, his sleeves billowing as he launched himself forward like a raging storm. His fists blasted toward Andrew with the full force of his body's potential.

This was his do-or-die moment-an all-out strike that would leave him completely drained afterward, possibly even unconscious.

create an opening to escape, then the outcome was clear-best case, he died on the spot. Worst case, there

blind? A man already halfway from reaching Martial King-Bane should

He met Bane's devastating

that blood was about to spew from his mouth. In a last-ditch effort, he suddenly parted his lips and spewed out a thick cloud of green poison straight at

Despite stepping back, he still held his ground in

fit of crazed

make a run for the door, Instead, in a blur of motion, he lunged at Tiana, clamping two

en

pressure, his fingers could turn razor-sharp-sharp enough to puncture her windpipe in an

you better not take another step. Otherwise, I'll kill her right now!" Bane snarled, his expression

ice-cold as he strode forward, unfazed by the

go of Mrs. Rhodes, you filthy

Mrs. Rhodes, or you'll die without

Lloyd, what are you doing? Don't you see Mrs. Rhodes is being held