Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1833

Joseph gritted his teeth. His rapidly depleting stamina made his face flush red. However, he forced himself to hold on, not wanting others to see that he was all show and no substance.

Zachary stayed expressionless as he stepped forward and aimed a sharp kick toward Joseph's throat.

Joseph sneered and dropped his palm, ready to snap Zachary's ankle in retaliation. Little did he know that Zachary's move was a feint, not a real attack. The kicked foot retracted in mid-air and pulled back, and taking advantage of this opportunity, his other leg suddenly stepped forward.

Using the retracted leg as a pivot point, he delivered an explosive kick toward Joseph's neck.

"Crap!" Such rapid changes in technique, combined with the heavy force, left Joseph scrambling and finally cursing out loud.

He frantically raised his arms, trying to protect his head and neck. However, having lost too much energy, he was still a beat too slow.

A crisp slap echoed as Zachary's kick landed with the precision and mastery of true legwork.

Even Andrew, watching from the sidelines, could not help but clap once. "Good job!"

Joseph's head tilted sideways, and like a drunk person, he pitched forward toward the ground. His head was buzzing, narrowly dodging a concussion from Zachary's kick.

"You bastard!" His arrogant pride made him furious and flustered.

At that moment, his body was about to hit the ground. He forcefully channeled his energy and stamped one foot on the ground, regaining his lost balance.

his internal energy was jolted, and a mouthful of blood surged up his throat. If he had not swallowed

shook his head and muttered, "Joseph might as well go home to his mother

to him and a few others turned

the hell did you

"Watch your damn mouth!"

losing. No

is or isn't, don't take my word for it.

as Zachary's counterattack began. Just like Joseph before him, a storm of punches and

Joseph was overwhelmed,

constantly dodging and roaring

useless. He could not keep up with the speed or even dodge in time. Several times, he tried to fight back to show his fury, but the result was that he disrupted his own

grabbed his wrist and threw him over his shoulder, slamming him

Joseph rolled and scrambled,

to admit

his

his elbow around,

body to kneel

controlled

covered in blood. Combined with his shoulder wound from Terry's earlier sneak attack that

voice, "Mr. Yeager, surrender now! Otherwise, I can snap your neck