Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 920 - 920 920 Hearing the Way

Chapter 920: Chapter 920: Hearing the Way Chapter 920: Chapter 920: Hearing the Way The silence was deafening.

Splash!

Inside the park, only the sound of waves hitting the surface of the lake remained.

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The renowned elder, Grandmaster Claude Reed.

Could he not even fight back?

Indeed.

Even at the physical limit, one could not fight against a Grandmaster!

A threshold, a world of difference.

And just how many martial artists has this threshold stopped?

“Grandfather!”

After a brief silence, a little girl on the shore dashed out!

She screamed desperately, trying to rush into the lake without any care.

The granddaughter of Claude Reed, incredibly talented!

Not even ten years old, and she managed to run a kilometer in only half a minute!

Many wanted to stop her, but it was too late!

The little girl leaped, jumping directly into Brighton Lake.

“Go back!”

Charmy Kims landed in the middle of the lake, lifting his right hand!

Splash!

A huge wave emerged on the previously calm lake surface.

The huge wave came crashing towards the girl, nearly falling into the water, and flipped her right back onto the land.

“Give me back my grandfather!”

The little girl shouted stubbornly.

In her eyes, anger and unwillingness mingled.

In the end, tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.

“Ah.

A renowned figure, to think he might end up at the bottom of the lake…

If we can’t retrieve him, he might feed the fishes…”

“Grandmaster Claude Reed, rarely matched by anyone below a Grandmaster.

Yet even so, to be unable to withstand a palm strike from Charmy Kims is truly a pity.”

“In the morning hear the path, at night death can come.”

The martial artists lowered their heads, mourning for Claude Reed.

As fellow followers of martial arts, they knew how difficult cultivation was.

But despite this, many were eager to test themselves.

To fight against a Grandmaster, what of death?

The martial artists’ pursuit of martial arts was almost fanatical!

“If I could die at the hands of Master Kensington, my life would not be in vain!”

Someone shouted excitedly.

“Would the Grandmaster even deign to kill us?

Claude Reed should not have died…”

“Indeed, as a Saint of our martial arts, he theoretically should not strike to kill.”

The martial artists also had a hint of dissatisfaction.

It is normal for a Grandmaster to kill.

But since he proposed to guide all martial artists, he should not have struck to kill.

Although there is nothing wrong with it,

It loses the grace of a Grandmaster.

But at this moment!

Boom!

On the lake,

A water column burst forth!

A dark figure leaped out, walking on the waves!

“It’s…

It’s Claude Reed!”

“He’s not dead?”

“Not only is he not dead, look at him now…

now he’s walking on the wind and riding the waves!”

The martial artists almost dropped their jaws.

Walking on waves…

That…

Isn’t that a Grandmaster?

Could it be…

“Haha!

Thanks to Master Kensington, after spending my whole life, I’ve finally reached the threshold of martial arts!”

Boom!

Claude Reed laughed wildly.

The waves on both sides immediately parted!

Leap!

He leaped ashore at Brighton Lake, scooping up his granddaughter.

“Grandfather…”

The little girl had been crying all along.

“It’s okay, Grandfather will pick a flower for you.”

Claude Reed took a deep breath and slowly lifted his right hand.

“Ha!”

He roared loudly, his palm fiercely grasping!

Swish!

A red flower, five meters away, was cleanly snapped in half!

It landed in Claude Reed’s hand.

“A Grandmaster!

Truly a Grandmaster!”

The martial artists shouted excitedly.

Only now did they understand what Charmy Kims meant by ‘I help you enter the path’.

Envy.

The martial artists were filled with immense envy.

At the same time, they respected Charmy Kims profoundly.

Such is the grace of a Grandmaster!

“I also come!”

“I come!”

For a time, the air around Brighton Lake was filled with clamorous voices.

Countless Martial Artists sought a breakthrough.

After all, they had witnessed Claude Reed entering the path of Martial Arts on the surface of Brighton Lake.

Stepping into the realm of the Grandmaster.

“No matter, we are willing to demonstrate the way for the world!”

Charmy Kims stood at the center of the lake, slowly sitting cross-legged.

Around him, wisps of mist rose persistently.

Entering the path?

Heh.

To hear the way in the morning, to die in the evening would suffice.

He was no philanthropist, certainly not one to help without cause.

If it weren’t for the desire to enhance the reputation of the Martial Arts Association, why would he intervene lightly?

A distinguished five-star Martial Artist, the vice president of the Martial Arts Association.

An exalted existence.

He regarded everyone before him as mere ants.

“Wait for death and obliteration of the path.”

Charmy Kims slowly closed his eyes, a smile appearing on his lips.

Meanwhile.

Outside the park.

Claude Reed held his granddaughter, his face full of smiles.

The power of a Grandmaster!

Only through personal experience could one understand its wonder.

He was very glad, glad that he had traveled thousands of miles to come to Brighton Lake.

To witness the elegance of a Grandmaster.

Even, to take the final step.

“From now on, my clan shall stand proudly in the world!

With the Grandmaster at our helm, who would dare to look down upon us?”

He laughed loudly, his face brimming with pride.

“Grandpa, I want that fruit from the tree,”

the little girl called out, giggling.

In fact, she just wanted her grandfather to demonstrate the technique he had just used.

How could Claude Reed not understand his granddaughter’s intention?

“Alright then, Grandpa will pick it for you!”

He laughed and stretched out his hand, forcefully aiming at the fruit on the tree!

But suddenly, his expression drastically changed!

His body also trembled.

“Grandpa, what’s wrong?”

The little girl asked in surprise.

“No…

nothing…

puh!”

Claude Reed suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground.

In his eyes, an expression of disbelief appeared.

“No…

how could this be…”

He ignored the blood on his face, staring blankly at his hand.

Why, why did his hands, once full of strength, now possess no power at all?

Now his whole body was like a deflated ball.

Limp and lying on the ground.

“Grandpa…

don’t scare me…”

The little girl stood still, at a loss.

“No…

uh…”

Claude Reed painfully collapsed on the ground, his body visibly aging rapidly.

In half a minute, he had become a withered old man.

Martial Artist.

Contained within was a breath that could make one appear younger.

Previously, despite being in his seventies or eighties, Claude Reed looked like a man in his forties.

Indeed, Martial Artists generally appeared much younger.

But now, all the breath within him was gone.

No different from an old man on his deathbed.

“Charmy Kims…”

Claude Reed suddenly remembered something, shaking all over as he lay on the ground.

“He forcibly stimulated my potential, causing my breath to dissipate…

So that’s it, so that’s it!

And I thought I had stepped into the Grandmaster realm, but it was all a scam…”

As he said this, Claude Reed’s eyes bulged.

He fell to the ground, rigid.

And died from lack of breath.

A renowned figure!

The leader of the clan!

At the very peak of his life, he died suddenly.

“Grandpa!”

After a brief moment of shock, the little girl let out a heart-wrenching scream.

“Take her away!”

At that moment, several men suddenly appeared on the road.

Without a word, they picked up the little girl and ran towards a wooded area by Brighton Lake.

“Let me go!

Who are you!

Let go…”

Before she could finish shouting, her mouth was covered.

“To think Claude Reed, even in his dying moments, was still dreaming of being a Grandmaster!”

One of them scoffed, “A Grandmaster, not so easy to become, is it?”

“Kill this little brat, and then we can go back and report!”

“Act now!”

One of them threw the little girl to the ground, sneering, “Go join your grandpa!”

“Stop!”

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in the woods.