After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 733 - 693: Clean Up When You Cross the Line. Unlucky Draw (3 Updates)

Chapter 733: Chapter 693: Clean Up When You Cross the Line. Unlucky Draw (3 Updates)

Hidden place.

Len Hawthorne lazily leaned against the railing, holding a cigarette in his hand.

Austin Godfrey stood to his left, gazing into the distance with a serious tone, "You said you had taken action with the people behind the scenes outside, why did you only tell me now?"

"Is it necessary?"

Len Hawthorne glanced at him.

Austin Godfrey frowned, "I thought you would prefer to hide your tracks and find the correct answer."

"When it’s time to expose, it’s time to expose. I was unfamiliar when I first arrived, so I had to adapt slowly." Len placed the cigarette in his mouth, straightened up, unbuttoned the first button on his black shirt, fully revealing his striking attractiveness. His voice was as impactful as his physical presence, "If they cross the line, we don’t fear them, we’ll clean them up when they come."

Austin Godfrey pursed his lips without saying a word.

"You want to stir things up here."

"Why not? You can’t possibly still think that the Godfrey Family is still here." Len glanced casually. "People from the Godfrey Family can express goodwill wherever they go?"

Austin Godfrey frowned even more, "Blake Watsons is still outside; he might take action at any moment."

"He already has. There is no need to continue talking since there are no new clues here." Len dusted off his clothing and left.

Austin Godfrey watched Len go, furrowing his eyebrows. Len’s way of doing things always made people’s head ache, and there was nothing they could do about him.

Austin Godfrey pressed between his eyebrows, "Chloe Sanders, I really can’t tell if following him is good or bad for you."

Despite rubbing his forehead, the worry was still evident.

*

A red-robed female martial arts teacher arrived at the Martial Hall.

She was assigned to assist Alan Mercer.

The male students in the Martial Hall were all excited for a moment.

A beautiful female martial arts teacher – even if she were only there to just dance, they would still be happy.

Miley Sanders rolled her eyes, "It’s just a woman. She might even be older than their parents...."

Isabella Moon appeared, and Alan Mercer distanced himself from the Martial Hall, which left the female students feeling unsatisfied.

Alan Mercer brought Isabella Moon over for a visit and then handed the place over to her.

Chloe was still picking up weapons with Albert Webb on the sidelines.

"Since this is the Martial Hall, everyone must show their skills and prove their strengths," Isabella Moon’s sharp gaze swept across the room. "Next, I will divide you into groups based on your individual performance, and then you will undergo a seven-day intensive learning session with one another. After seven days, you will regroup and compete again, with group achievements taking precedence. The top-ranked group will enjoy additional resources, as well as personal instruction from Lord Alan Mercer."

The last item was the most attractive.

Everyone immediately became excited, raising their hands in approval.

"You two."

Isabella Moon looked at Chloe Sanders and Albert Webb.

The previous excitement suddenly quieted down.

"Since you are standing in the Martial Hall, you must have your own ranking. Get these two a ranked draw."

As Isabella Moon’s words fell, Gavin Klein, the teaching assistant, immediately added their names to the draw box.

Albert Webb looked at Chloe Sanders, "It seems like this woman is targeting you."

"Hmm."

He noticed.

"Be careful, she might try to set you up."

"Let’s see how capable she is."

Seeing Chloe’s indifferent coldness, Albert Webb knew she wouldn’t let herself be pushed around.

If it wasn’t for Alex Stephens blocking them the last time, she might have already exploded.

Half of the people drew lots to decide their opponents.

The first ten people who were drawn had their victories and losses.

Charlie drew Chloe Sanders.

When it was announced, the whole venue became quiet.

Everyone knew that Charlie had been improving rapidly recently, and even had the intention to surpass Wenard Taylor.

For Chloe, who was into technology, facing Charlie, there was only one outcome.

Alex and the others were not worried; it was Charlie who was unlucky to draw Chloe.

"Chloe Sanders, I know it’s very unfair, but we can’t change what’s decided by drawing lots," Charlie approached Chloe.

Chloe walked over with an indifferent expression, "No need for the useless talk."

Charlie’s expression turned cold. He thought that Chloe was acting now, but later he would tear her composure and show her second brother. Chloe was not worthy to be his sister-in-law.

Charlie’s expression changed suddenly, and Wenard Taylor frowned, "Charlie, just stop when it’s enough."

Charlie’s eyes became colder, "Fine, I’ll stop when it’s enough."

With a burst of strength, he moved swiftly.

Seeing this, Wenard Taylor couldn’t help but furrow his brow.

"Damn, Charlie is taking revenge. He knew Chloe doesn’t have that kind of ability to resist, yet he used all his strength. He wants to kill Chloe!" Miley Sanders gritted her teeth.

Ray Sanders, who had come over, raised his eyebrows, "That’s her own choice. If she hadn’t accepted that flag, she wouldn’t have come in ..."

Ray Sanders’s words hadn’t finished when he saw Charlie’s rapid attack suddenly change direction.

No, Chloe had dodged it!

Looking more closely, Chloe still seemed calm, as if she hadn’t moved at all.

At first, they thought it was an illusion. In astonishment, Charlie returned to attack, only for Chloe to effortlessly dodge behind him. It was no longer a trick of the eye.

"Bang!"

Chloe, standing to the side, stretched out her slim pristine hands and suddenly pressed down.

Charlie’s figure, which was soaring through the air, suddenly halted and was violently slammed to the hard ground.

The collision produced a loud noise.

In that moment.

The whole venue was so quiet that everyone could hear their neighbors’ heartbeat!