---- Chapter 2309 Ezekiel was unstoppable inside the Martial Tower. By this point, he had already stormed straight to the 30th floor. Along the way, three groups had tried to block his path, but without exception, all had been defeated. However, Ezekiel showed restraint in his attacks and did not kill anyone. The reason was simple: he did not bother wasting effort on these insignificant military soldiers. If he were going to kill anyone, it would at least be someone like Kyrie from the great families. If Andrew showed up, that would be even better.

A faint smile played on his face, though his eyes remained cold as steel. "Mr. Beckett, this is as far as you'll ever reach!" On the 35th floor, Kyrie sat with commanding presence, clad in battle armor. His eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit. "Either you wisely retreat on your own, or we settle this once and for all!" Ezekiel stepped forward slowly, his smile growing wider with each step. Finally, he stopped five meters in front of Kyrie, placing one hand behind his back and one in front. He declared arrogantly, "Kyrie, please begin. To deal with you, I'll only use one hand.

even though I'm only using one hand, I might just kill you outright!" Ezekiel shouted the last three words so loudly that Kyrie felt his mind buzz. Ezekiel's body had already lunged forward like a bulldozer, reaching his face in an instant. His single hand formed a strange gesture as it struck directly at Kyrie's chest. The scene shifted to show their battle

martial saint," the technical analyst reported with a grave expression. Philip remained silent, simply watching the large screen where Kyrie and Ezekiel had begun their deadly combat. The Harding family's martial arts emphasized deception and variation, focusing on vicious and cunning techniques. Meanwhile, Ezekiel's speed and striking angles were equally unexpected and remarkably surprising As a result, the two martial artists were evenly matched, making it

remarked in her ice-cold voice, "Ezekiel is using the most common combat techniques from Sorya's military. There are only subtle variations in his palm work... It's most likely Waylon's The Dragon's Cyclone. Philip nodded with a faint smile. "Exactly. He condensed Waylon's

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