Chapter 162

At the same time, Edric's two brothers also rushed forward, grabbing a few men dressed in black from the Martial Arts Clan, punching them wildly and sweeping their legs, knocking them down swiftly. Their opponents wailed in pain, writhing on the ground.

Edric's brothers were already skilled martial artists, considered outstanding masters in traditional martial arts. Defeating these inexperienced fighters was as easy as turning their hands without a sweat.

Three minutes later, the battle on Edric's side was also decided. The man in sunglasses was beaten to collapse, blood and mucus streaming from his face. His sunglasses shattered, revealing a foolish, bat-eared face.

Thump!

Edric charged over, stomping on the man's face, and yelled: "I don't know where a dog like you came from, but you dare to mess with Miss Miller? You're asking for it!"

"You! Do you dare to hit me? I'm the eighth disciple of Grandmaste