Chapter 886 Competition
“Hey, watch your words. From what I’ve heard, Mr. White is someone who can take on two Martial Arts Grandmasters at one go!”
“Ha! And you believe that? If he were that powerful, why isn’t there a shred of news about Fuyang having such a young and formidable martial artist?”
The more everyone prattled on, the more annoyed Shane got. “All of you, shut up!” he bellowed as he glared at them.
Even though that instantly scared everyone to silence, their gossip had long reached Theodore’s ears.
Mike, on the other hand, continued to sneer at Theodore. “Do you hear that, Theodore? If you let the kid become the instructor, no one would want to listen to him. Why don’t you get him here to spar with me? If he can withstand three of my attacks, I’ll leave right away. But if he can’t, I want you to get rid of him and let me participate in the competition.”
Theodore said nothing, but Shane, who had had enough of Mike’s arrogance, retorted, “You think too highly of yourself, Mike! If Mr. White really were to go up against you, not only would he be able to take your attacks, but he’d also be able to crush you with just one hand!”
Mike’s expression darkened as his steely gaze landed on Shane. “You’ve got some guts, haven’t you? How dare you talk to me in that tone!”
Before anyone could react, Mike suddenly appeared in front of Shane and gave him a tight slap.
Slap!
Alas, the impact was so hard that Shane was sent flying and crashed onto the floor.
“Mike Christopher!” Theodore shouted, furious that Mike had initiated the attack.
Unsurprisingly, Mike stared smugly back at him. “Get that brat here so we can spar. I’d like to see just how powerful he is…”
Theodore helped Shane up, but instead of answering Mike, he fumed silently with knitted brows.
Shane began to panic when he saw how quiet Theodore was. “General, why don’t I fetch Mr. White? We can’t let Mike behave so brazenly in the Department of Justice.”
With that, Shane was about to leave for John when Theodore suddenly pulled him back. “No, don’t. If Mr. White comes and turns this into a full-blown conflict, wouldn’t he be making another enemy?” he reasoned. “Moreover, the Christopher family isn’t one to be provoked. Mr. White already has plenty of enemies in Jade Venom, so let’s not bring him any more trouble.”
Indeed, Theodore was reluctant to let John compete with Mike because he didn’t want a grudge between the former and the Fisher family. If John did offend the Christopher, his days in Jade Venom would undoubtedly become even more difficult.
Upon hearing that, Shane had no choice but to stop in his tracks. He touched his swollen cheek as he glowered at Mike, frustrated that he couldn’t do anything to get back at the latter.
After all, with Shane being a mere Senior Grandmaster, he wouldn’t stand a chance against a Martial Arts Grandmaster like Mike.
All of a sudden, John walked in slowly. “General Jackson, since I’m already a part of the Department of Justice, how can you leave me out of such situations?”
Naturally, Shane was on cloud nine when he saw John. “Ah, Mr. White…”
“Mr. White, why aren’t you resting?” Theodore asked politely.
John smiled. “A few hours of travel is nothing to me, General Jackson. At my level, I can even go without sleep for three days and three nights!”
Mike stared at John, his expression cold and stern. “So, you’re the new instructor that Theodore hired?”
“That’s right!”
“You seem to be only in your early twenties, yet you’re already a Senior Grandmaster? I must admit that’s rather impressive. But even then, you aren’t fit to be an instructor at the Department of Justice! I’m sure you’ve worked hard to achieve your current cultivation level, so if you get out of my sight now, I may still let you off…” Mike warned.
He could tell from a glance that John’s aura was only comparable to that of a Senior Grandmaster’s. Thus, he had nothing to fear at all!
“Let me off?” John replied with a smirk. “Say, how are you related to Fisher Christopher?”
Chapter 887 I Know What To Do
Mike was taken aback for a moment. “Christopher’s my nephew. Do you know him?”
“Of course. I was the one who cut his arm off. Why wouldn’t I know him?”
As it turned out, John had overheard the conversation between Theodore and Mike, thus realizing that the latter was from the Fisher family.
“You… You’re John White?” Mike blurted out, his eyes wide in disbelief.
John nodded. “That’s right. I’m John White. Nice to meet you.”
Mike’s face instantly turned red with rage when he heard that confession. “Darn you! You were the one who cut my nephew’s arm off and swallowed the draconic essence! Well then, I shall avenge Fisher today and dig that dragonic essence out of you!”
As soon as he said that, Mike’s aura intensified, and he readied himself to punch John.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of hand, Theodore quickly placed himself between John and Mike. “What are you doing, Mike? Don’t forget that this is the Department of Justice. You’d better watch your behavior!”
Alas, Mike couldn’t care less about Theodore. “Fuck you, Theodore. Stop threatening me with the Department of Justice,” he reprimanded. “This punk here injured my nephew, so I must get my revenge today! Get lost if you don’t want to die!”
Theodore’s face fell almost immediately. Darn it. I don’t have a choice, do I? I’m nowhere as strong as Mike. Even if I were to retaliate, I’d only be asking for trouble!
“General Jackson, why don’t you step aside?” John calmly suggested. “Let me deal with Mike. I can also use this chance to show everyone my capabilities. There’s no better way than that to convince your subordinates.”
“Mr. White…” Theodore muttered as he turned to look at John.
“What’s wrong? Are you afraid that I won’t beat him?”
“No, no, of course not. Not even two Mike Christophers would be your match, Mr. White. That said, I do hope you’ll hold yourself back if need be. Let’s not get anyone killed…”
In actuality, Theodore was afraid that John might use too much force and accidentally kill Mike. If that were to happen, the mess would be even tougher to clean up.
“Don’t worry. I know what to do!” John reassured.
Unfortunately, Theodore and John’s interaction only riled Mike up further.
“What the fuck did you say, Theodore? Once I’ve destroyed this kid, I’m going after you! I’ll teach you a lesson for looking down on me!”
Immediately after his outburst, Mike clenched his fists and threw a punch at John.
Theodore hastily ducked away, knowing that Mike could never be John’s match. After all, he had witnessed John killing Hayden and Declan without breaking a sweat, so how could Mike ever beat that?
Despite seeing Mike charge toward him with pure rage and hatred, John stayed rooted to the spot with a smile on his face.
Just as Mike’s punch was about to land, John’s skin suddenly emitted a golden glow that seemed to form a protective layer around his body.
Bang!
The next moment, a dull thud sounded as Mike hit John squarely on his chest. Strangely though, the latter didn’t move an inch, and neither did his expression change.
Mike gaped at John, completely dumbfounded.
He had put all his strength into the punch, making it powerful enough to rip a hole through a car and shatter mountains. Yet, when it hit John, it felt like he had just punched an impenetrable steel plate.
The forceful recoil from the impact numbed Mike’s arm and instantly sent a torrent of pain throughout his body.
Mike gritted his teeth and slowly retracted his fist. His arm was still trembling uncontrollably, but he did his best to keep it under control so others wouldn’t notice his pain.
“What’s going on? Did Mike not use any strength at all?”
“Everyone knows a punch from a Martial Arts Grandmaster is enough to total a car, so why is John still standing?”
“Do you think the two of them are putting on a show just to make John White look good?”
Chapter 888 Someone More Powerful
The other members of the Department of Justice continued to discuss among themselves in hushed tones. They knew a punch from a Martial Arts Grandmaster like Mike had to be powerful beyond measure. What they couldn’t fathom, though, was how anyone could’ve withstood an attack like that.
“Well done, Mr. White! Well done!” Shane suddenly shouted and clapped his hands.
He had been nursing a grudge ever since Mike slapped him, so when John barely flinched from the punch, he was elated. There was no doubt that Mike would be enraged, and Shane took obvious delight in it.
“You guys are courting death!” Mike spat as his face darkened menacingly.
With that, he lunged toward John once again.
This time, however, Mike had gathered all his power and released a burst of energy. His terrifying aura was pressing down on the Department of Justice members so much that they found it increasingly difficult to breathe.
It was only then that they knew John and Mike weren’t putting on an act. Mike, especially, had unleashed everything he had.
Boom!
Mike threw out yet another vicious punch that blasted a pit on the solid arena ground, sending clouds of dust and debris flying everywhere. That was the sheer power of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and naturally, everyone was shocked by the impact.
Once the dust settled, however, they were greeted by something even more shocking. John remained in his spot, smiling as he stared Mike down with a look of utter contempt.
The crowd gathered around widened their eyes in disbelief. They all knew Mike’s punch was powerful enough to split a mountain in half, so how did John walk away from it without even a scratch?
“T-This…” Mike stuttered, but his voice began to trail off.
He stared blankly at John, not knowing what to say.
“Oh, my goodness. Mr. White is way too awesome, isn’t he?”
“Yes, the fact that he’s still standing means not even a Second Level Martial Arts Grandmaster can hurt him. From the looks of it, I think Mr. White might be a Fifth Level Martial Arts Grandmaster.”
“That’s amazing! With Mr. White as our instructor, I’m sure we’ll improve by leaps and bounds!”
With their doubts about John’s competence long gone, the members of the Department of Justice began chatting excitedly.
Shane, without a doubt, was the most excited of them all. “You see, Mike, there will always be someone more powerful than you,” he mocked. “Given your pathetic level of skills, why don’t you back off? Stop making a fool of yourself in front of Mr. White.”
Almost immediately, Mike shook with fury. “How dare you, Shane Walsh! I’ll kill you first!”
True to his words, Mike charged toward Shane the next second, determined to vent his anger on the latter.
Upon seeing that, Shane’s face paled. He knew he wasn’t Mike’s match at all.
Just as Mike was about to reach Shane, John suddenly moved and gave the former a heavy kick.
Like a kite with its string cut, Mike flew backward by more than ten meters before crashing onto the ground.
The color drained from his face as he winced in pain and spat out mouthfuls of blood.
Everyone else could only stand by and gulp nervously, still finding it hard to believe that a mere kick had caused so much damage to a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
After Mike landed on the ground, John loomed over him, foot raised and ready to stomp.
If the foot had come down, Mike’s head would undoubtedly be smashed to smithereens, marking the end of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
“No, Mr. White. Don’t…” Theodore pleaded as he rushed up to stop John. “Mike is from the Christopher family. You’d be in a lot of trouble if you killed him here at the Department of Justice. It’d be a tricky situation for us to handle too…”
John glanced at Theodore and slowly put his foot down. Within seconds, his gaze was back on Mike. “Get the hell out of here.”
Mike struggled to his feet and glared at John. “Watch out, kid. I’ll get my revenge one day!”
With that, Mike left the Department of Justice, but John remained unfazed by the threat. There were so many people threatening him that if he were to fret over every single one of them, he’d be worried sick by now.