The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 223 The Last Hope

Out of options, a desperate Ryan grabbed Daniel by the arm and pleaded, "Daniel, you're our last hope! The thousands of clubs and hundreds of thousands of members of Martial Club United can't become Woods's personal playthings!"

"Alright," Daniel stood up, ready to step in.

Just then, a convoy of vehicles drove into the venue, all rugged off-road types. Land Cruisers and Nissan Patrols – a fleet of sturdy Nissan vehicles.

The doors swung open, and out stepped a group dressed in samurai attire – members of the newly established Sato club, led by none other than their owner, Takashi Sato.

Takashi Sato, a prodigious talent from Japan, hadn't hit thirty yet but was already among Japan's top ten martial artists. His father, Haruki Sato, was even more eminent, holding the title of Grand President of Martial United in Japan and recognized as the country's most formidable martial artist.

After the humiliation that Kazuki Watanabe suffered in New York, which brought shame upon the entire Martial United of Japan, Takashi Sato had opened a club in New York. His mission was to wash away the disgrace that had befallen Watanabe.

Ryan was aware of Takashi Sato. He knew a new Sato club had opened in New York, and he was certain this Japanese man was up to no good.

Staring Takashi Sato down, Ryan asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Isn't today the election day for the president of Martial Club United? Whoever wins in the ring becomes the president. So, I'm here to defeat all members of Martial Club United and claim the presidency for myself," Takashi Sato declared with arrogance – an arrogance he could afford with his skills and reputation in Japan.

Becoming the president of a small Martial Club United was a simple task for someone ranked within Japan's top ten.

Takashi Sato stepped onto the ring, giving Woods a glance before asking with disdain, "Are you Woods? The one ranked seventh in the 72 stages of the M-country rankings?"

you courting death?" Woods may not have been the best example of virtue,

harbored deep animosity.

one who's going to die!" Takashi Sato goaded, signaling Woods to come at

Let me

Sato taunted, the members of Sato club swiftly dispersed around the ring, pulling out their phones and

had brought along was a small mobile broadcast van – they planned to stream the fight live online for the entire world to see. They wanted all

the ring today, would defeat all the M-country fighters and become the president of

with

just as he was about to strike, the Japanese man

223 The Last

our last hope! The thousands of clubs and hundreds of thousands of members

stood up, ready

into the venue, all rugged off-road types. Land Cruisers and Nissan Patrols

stepped a group dressed in samurai attire – members of the newly established Sato club, led

already among Japan's top ten martial artists. His father, Haruki Sato, was even more eminent, holding the title of Grand President of Martial United in Japan and recognized as the

shame upon the entire Martial United of Japan, Takashi Sato had opened a club in New York. His

of Takashi Sato. He knew a new Sato club had opened in New York, and he was certain this Japanese man was up to

Ryan asked, "What

today the election day for the president of Martial Club United? Whoever wins in the ring becomes the president. So, I'm here to defeat all members of Martial Club United and claim the presidency for myself," Takashi Sato declared