"You get the first place? Are you serious? D o you know that I’m already at the intermediate stage of the semi-god level?"
Yule was puzzled at Fane's exaggeration, wondering if she had heard him wrong. She was relatively young among the younger generation in the Woods family, and to be at such a level, she was considered a genius among geniuses!
How could Fane be so confident with his own ability? Could it be that his martial art status and fighting prowess were even higher than hers?
"I know your martial art status, so I will hold back a little. After all, you're my sister;
I won't hurt you!”
Fane gave Yule a faint smile. Though the smile was faint, it was radiant and sunny.
He could see that Yule was a kind-hearted person, although she might have been spoiled since young and had always carried a frightening yet noble aura, she was a young woman with a pure and simple heart.
"Hehe! Not bad at all! You take care of your sister!"
Yule returned with a wide and amiable grin. Near to the corner of her mouth appeared a cute dimple.
After teasing Fane, Yule balled her fist firmly, stomped on her feet. She leaped toward Fane, yelling, "Brother Fane, I hope you won’t let me down!"
Just as Yule's words fell, she had come before Fane. Her speed was not as fast as lighting, but rather like a phantom that no one was able to catch a sight of. Less than a second, she was right in front of Fane.
Fane clenched his fist as well when he saw Yule blasting toward him with a firmly balled fist.
Bang!
The seemingly ordinary clash of fists between two humans emitted a terrifying loud bang and cast a powerful and forceful circular wave outward to the audience.
And when they witnessed the clash between Yule and Fane, confusion and astonishment were written on their face. After all, Yule's combat prowess was already at the semi-god level; how could an adopted son-in-law who had just returned from the secular world be stronger than her?
"That’s freaking awesome! Master Woods, Young Master Fane is so awesome, isn't h e? Haha! He is more powerful than I expected!”
In the viewing stand, Butler Titus's eyes were immediately lit up as though he had
seen something wonderful. "If Fane could win the first place and become the heir to the family head. We finally have a successor for the Woods!" Titus chortled warmly.
Nevertheless, just as he finished his words, he could feel a pair of burning eyes staring at him with malice and hatred.
If this gaze could kill, he had no doubt that he would have died a million times over.
A wave of fury crashed through Lily that she was almost choking on her rage. She glared at Titus with eyes full of hatred, and then she barked, "What do you mean by ' finally have a successor for the Woods’? Is my son not a member of the Woods family? Isn't he the son of Nash Woods? I watched the battle with my own naked eyes, and it was so fake! It was obvious that Yule went easy on that punk! You all must have discussed the strategy before the tournament started! Otherwise, it's impossible for that punk to perform that way!"
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