Jordan Richards wasn't angry. He said with a faint smile, "I know you have some skills, but I advise you to put away your arrogance, as it will only lead to your demise."
Ethan Smith looked at Jordan Richards coldly, and his aura slowly climbed.
Jordan Richards continued, "I've seen many people like you, and there are usually only two outcomes."
"Either they die, or they eventually compromise. As for the third outcome, I have never seen it."
"Go to hell, where did you get all this nonsense?" Ethan Smith sneered.
As he spoke, golden light suddenly shone from Ethan Smith's body, and a terrifying aura swept over.
"Since the Capital City Martial Arts Association sent you, you must have some skill. I hope you won't disappoint me."
As he spoke, Ethan Smith's figure suddenly rushed towards Jordan Richards!
Jordan Richards narrowed his eyes, and with a stretch of his palm, a black and gold light quickly gathered in front of him!
