KMA: Kickass Man A Is Back

Chapter 83 Going to Waymouth

Atlas and Christopher left together.

Along the way, Christopher didn't ask anything. Atlas didn't explain, either.

Atlas felt that he had underestimated Christopher's acceptance ability.

Atlas said bye to Christopher. The he returned to the Crescent Lake Villa.

In the villa, Atlas took out the jade ball and began to refine and absorb it.

After absorbing the negative energy in the ball, Atlas continued to practice until the next morning.

Atlas opened his eyes and the two rays of light were restrained. A circle of visible energy fluctuations,

centered on Atlas, rippled in all directions.

"I'm about to reach the critical point of breaking through. In a few days, I can enter the Middle-stage of

Foundation Phase."

Atlas stood up. His figure seemed to be much taller than before, and his aura was more robust.

After Atlas washed up, Zander Scott suddenly called. He had a question to ask Atlas.

Atlas asked him to wait in the place where he lived and then went.

Soon Atlas arrived at Zander's residence. Zander served him tea.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Atlas sat on the chair, looked at Zander, and asked lightly.

Zander giggled, "Master, I feel that I have made another breakthrough recently, but I'm not sure if I

have made a breakthrough or not, so I want you to have a look."

Atlas glanced at Zander and said, "Well, you made a breakthrough."

"According to the standards of the circle of martial arts, you should be an acquired master now. You will

soon be a gifted warrior."

Zander was overjoyed. "Really? I have only practiced for a few days to be the Acquired Master! It

seems that it is not as difficult as the legend says!"

However, Zander did not know how precious the practice method given by Atlas was in the circle of

martial arts. If he practiced according to the practice method in the circle of martial arts, with Zander's

age and aptitude, he was impossible to become an Acquired Master, even if he was in old age.

"Master, I really want to find an opponent to try!" Although Zander was young, he was very good at

fighting. He had just achieved his cultivation base, so he was eager to test his skills.

At this moment, the Six-fingered God of Gamblers, Seamus Wilbert called.

Without answering the phone, Atlas had probably guessed what was going on.

"For what?" Atlas asked indifferently.

Seamus said respectfully, "Mr. Lincoln, where are you? I have something to talk to you about!"

Atlas said, "Tell me on the phone." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Well... Okay!" Seamus paused and said, "Mr. Lincoln, the Tsin Family has issued a challenge to Mr.

Shaw. They asked Mr. Shaw to go to the Central Island of Waymouth City in three days!"

"Mr. Shaw has found a famous local master of martial arts, Felix Long, but the master specially asks

Mr. Lincoln to show up. So Mr. Shaw invites you over there. "

"But don't worry, Mr. Lincoln. With Master Lynn here, I won't let you battle!"

Atlas knew what Harry was up to, but since he dared to break Eddy's leg, he was not afraid of the Tsin

Family's revenge.

Looking at the curious Zander, Atlas Lincoln put down his mobile phone and smiled at Zander "Zander,

didn't you want to find someone to spar with? Now the opportunity has come."

"Really! That's great!" Zander rubbed his hands excitedly.

Atlas Lincoln picked up his phone and said, "Tell Harry Shaw that I'll go to the appointment on time."

Seamus was overjoyed. He had thought that if Atlas refused to go, he would use an excuse to let Atlas

go.

He didn't expect Atlas to agree.

"Mr. Lincoln, when are you going to leave? I'll pick you up directly!" Seamus took the initiative, as if he

was afraid that Atlas would go back on his word.

Atlas thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you an address. Come here now."

"Okay, Mr. Lincoln. I'll pick you up right away!" Seamus said excitedly.

After hanging up the phone, Atlas said to Zander, "Clean up. I'll take you to a place."

"Okay!" Zander was overjoyed.

Half an hour later, Seamus arrived at Zander's neighborhood. He took Atlas and Zander to Waymouth.

They arrived at Waymouth that afternoon and Harry Shaw personally welcomed Atlas. Then, he

arranged for Atlas to rest in a luxury hotel and officially went to the appointment tomorrow.

Zander was a little excited and did not fall asleep all night.

Atlas was practicing in his room, waiting for Harry Shaw to send someone the next day.

At noon, Harry sent a driver to drive Atlas and Zander to Central Island.

The Central Island was located in the middle of a lake. That's how it got this name

Centre Island was a landscape of Waymouth. However, because it was located in a relatively remote

place, there were not many tourists during the holidays.

There was a pavilion on the Central Island, surrounded by a large open space.

When Atlas arrived, Harry and the Tsin Family were already there.

Atlas took the boat to Central Island. Standing on the boat, he saw Harry and a middle-aged man in

black sitting in front of a stone table in the pavilion, discussing something. However, it seemed that the

discussion was not very pleasant.

A middle-aged man in a white suit stood behind Harry. He was tall, with monolid eyes and bushy

eyebrows. He looked very powerful.

However, this person's face was full of arrogance, as if he looked down on everyone.

Opposite Harry sat a middle-aged man with a cold face. Behind the middle-aged man were several

younger men.

Their auras were strong, and their muscles contained explosive power. Obviously, they were all martial

arts practitioners.

Seeing Atlas's arrival, Seamus, who was next to Harry, immediately came over and greeted him with a

smile. "Mr. Lincoln, you're here!"

"Yes." Atlas gave a succinct response.

Harry looked at Atlas, smiled and said politely, "Mr. Lincoln is here."

However, there was a hint of embarrassment in Harry's smile. This time, he invited Atlas here out of

bad intentions.

Atlas also responded.

The middle-aged man in black opposite Harry immediately looked sharply at Atlas and asked in a

gloomy voice, "Did you hurt Patrick Tsin and Young Master Eddy Tsin?"

Atlas did not show weakness. He raised his head slightly, "It's me."

"Very good. You're quite bold. I hope you won't be afraid later!" The middle-aged man threatened with a

sneer.

Harry snorted coldly, "Finley Tsin, stop bluffing to the honored guests I invited. Since you have to dwell

on this matter, then let's fight it out!"

Finley looked at Harry coldly and said disdainfully, "Since you are in such a hurry to lose, I will help

you!"

"Logan Tsin, fight the first round!" Finley shouted coldly.

A short young man behind Finley responded and cupped his hands, "Yes!"

Harry looked at the middle-aged man in white exercise clothes behind him. After thinking for a while, he

turned to look at a young man next to him.

"Mikel, take the lead!" Harry said.

"Yes, Mr. Shaw!" The 6-foot-tall burly young man with a crew cut strode out.

Harry looked at the middle-aged man in a white exercise suit and said with a smile, "Mr. Long, Mikel is

my best fighter. I hope he won't disappoint us!"

Felix Long glanced at Mikel and a sneer appeared on his face. "I'm afraid he can't fight as good as he

looks."

Harry blushed and shouted at Mikel, "Mikel, don't embarrass me in the first round. Let Mr. Long have a

good look at your strength!"

Mikel said seriously, "Don't worry, Mr. Shaw. I will do my best!"