Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3217

Andrew likewise raised his hand and threw a punch, and their fists collided directly in mid-air. Both of them were suppressing their energy because neither wanted to cause a massive disturbance.

Their entire contest was decided in that single, locked punch. Within that contained space, at a microscopic level, the power they exchanged was explosive, enough to shatter a mountainside or tear a valley open.

"Back off!" Nate clenched his jaw and suddenly roared like thunder.

Their fists seemed like magnets, locked together. His thunderous roar was enough to burst an ordinary martial artist's eardrums and kill them on the spot, but Andrew's hair only fluttered slightly.

He was completely fine, let alone retreating.

Andrew's expression remained blank as he commented, "Thunderclap Roar, the Hearst family's ultimate technique. Not bad, but that's all it is."

His left and right eyes suddenly manifested two different colors: blood red and deep black.

Nate's expression changed as he felt a savage, dark aura enveloping his entire body. The next moment, overwhelming power from Andrew's fist surged wildly into Nate's body, traveling all the way up to his arm.

No matter how Nate forced out his internal energy to resist, it was useless.

Finally, the dark aura that had invaded his body slammed violently into his heart. With a muffled grunt, Nate stepped back, gritting his teeth to hold on.

However, large beads of sweat began streaming down his forehead and neck.

"You…" His face twisted in pain as he glared at Andrew.

Nate knew that this exchange had put him at a severe disadvantage. This seemingly ordinary confrontation, without flashy movements, was actually the most dangerous.

A single misstep could permanently damage one's foundation.

And now, Nate was somewhat horrified. Right from the start, he had suffered such a major loss. He wondered if Andrew had already broken through to the martial god level.

Then again, Nate was someone who would not easily lose even against peak martial god experts. Otherwise, the Hearst royal family would not have sent him all the way from the Hearstland to Chetvine to talk with Andrew.

There were Hearst family members stationed in Chetvine, but the Hearst royal family's main base was not in Chetvine; it was in the Hearstland.

The ones here were just a portion, merely representing the Hearst family's presence.

Andrew took a step forward and said, "If we keep fighting, even if you don't die, you'll fall from the martial god level!"

His fist still carried overwhelming power, pouring into Nate's body. He kept pushing his opponent back another step.

With this, Nate had retreated two steps.

Strictly speaking, when experts clash, victory or defeat can be decided by the slightest margin.

It was obvious that Nate was already defeated.

Yet despite his battered appearance, Nate was proud to the bone. He roared again, activating all his potential and gathering it into one fist to fight fiercely with Andrew.

The result was immediate.

Andrew snorted coldly, and all the dark power within him surged out. Instantly, Nate spewed blood and staggered back three steps.

He even left three deep footprints on the ground. Finally, he tilted his head back and spat a massive mouthful of blood into the air, even staining his long hair red.

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