His speed reached its peak in an instant, but each time, Ethan Smith dodged at just the right moment!
Christopher Morales repeatedly missed, becoming increasingly annoyed.
The look on Marc Fraley's face also grew darker.
If a Martial Saint couldn't defeat a Military Marquis quickly, then they would already be considered a loser!
The surrounding people started whispering to each other.
"Damn, can Ethan Smith actually hold his own against a Martial Saint?"
"Is this Martial Saint too weak, or is Ethan Smith too strong?"
"Tsk tsk, with such skills while only in the Military Marquis Realm, who knows how terrifying he'll become once he enters the Martial Saint Realm!"
Hearing the surrounding comments, Christopher Morales became even more enraged.
He coldly looked at Ethan Smith and said, "All you can do is dodge?"
"What's wrong, I can't dodge? Who told you to be so slow?" Ethan Smith ridiculed.
"A Martial Saint with such weak abilities, you're still talking nonsense?"
