Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 2387

---- Chapter 2387 At the same time, Benny's other hand moved with a hidden trick. A steel spike, hidden in his palm, shot forward in a sneaky strike aimed at Andrew's arm, following right behind his first attack. The two martial experts from the Murphy family stood behind them, watching coldly without intervening. In their minds, Andrew was doomed. Benny was the scion of the Murphy family, someone accustomed to throwing his weight around Chetvine. He was a ridiculously wealthy and privileged heir, frequently bullying and preying on others.

So, they believed Andrew would likely follow the same pattern as all the others who had crossed him before. Without a doubt, this would end in bloodshed. Benny's sneak attack would connect, and then Andrew would be beaten within an inch of his life. Eventually, Andrew would find himself on his knees, at Benny's mercy to do with as he pleased. The two martial experts regarded the scene with cold indifference, even finding satisfaction in Benny's tyrannical display. Yet, in the next instant, everything changed. Andrew caught Benny's palm strike directly in his hand, stopping it cold.

let out a scream of pain. ---- Benny barely qualified as a martial saint, and that was only because the Murphy family's patriarch had expended enormous resources to artificially boost his incompetent son to that level. Nonetheless, martial strength could not be purchased with money alone. In the presence of someone as

struck his palm with a dull metallic sound Then, Andrew's hand closed, gripping the spike and crushing it

hammer against stone. Benny's face went from blood-red to deathly pale in an

grip, he let Benny collapse backward. In that brief opening, without even glancing to either side, he unleashed two devastating palm strikes. Fighting two opponents at once, Andrew did not move an inch from his position. The two Murphy family experts, both martial saints who represented the family's standing, were caught completely off guard. They both grunted in unison before their feet began sliding backward across the ground. With each step they retreated, their feet left half-inch-deep impressions