The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 282

The fighting immediately started. The sound of punches and the movements of their bodies could be heard. However, the well-trained disciples of Lewis Martial Arts School, each with ripped bodies that resembled ferocious beasts, seemed to have become meek lambs under the fierce attacks from both of the Shadow Rangers.

In no time, the people from the Lewis Martial Arts School were groaning in pain inside the courtyard of the martial arts school and on the staircase.

"How dare you attack us!"

With a loud bellow, a figure darted from the building with his fists in front of him, looking rather threatening. Dexter threw a punch at the Shadow Rangers who were standing among the disciples.

Amidst the strong breeze brought by the punch, the Shadow Rangers retaliated with their fists as well.

The tension of the fight was palpable; in an instant, the punches of the Shadow Rangers overcame Dexter and landed on his chest.

With a thud, he fell to the ground as blood faded from his face. He swallowed a mouthful of blood back before glaring furiously at the three intruders. "Who are you? Why do you attack us?"

Andres looked at him icily and instructed the two Shadow Rangers, "What are you waiting for? Continue! We are not letting any of them go today!"

"Yes, sir!" they replied proudly, with their chests puffing out.

"Not letting any of us go? Hmph! How arrogant!" Dexter took a deep breath to calm himself down. His eyes narrowed menacingly as he thought, I admit that these two young fellas are quite strong, but there are at least 500 of us here, while they are only three people. Do they really think they can challenge all of us?

"Insolent fools!" he roared with an arched eyebrow before launching himself at the enemies.

He believed that he was given the lower hand just now because he was being careless, and he did not

give his all. Now that he was prepared, he was confident that he could defeat them in ten moves. To him, they were mere fledglings.

With a more powerful air around him, he started aiming for their heads, sending an intense breeze across at the same time.

One of the Shadow Rangers took a step back, while the other shifted his position calmly and threw another punch at Dexter.

As his fist made contact with the air, there was a loud buzz. A translucent mark of his attack reached Dexter immediately, making his eyes narrow instinctively.

They are strong!

With energy encircling his body, Dexter took a sharp breath and changed his attack to counter the Shadow Guard's punch.

A loud thud could be heard, and the air became turbulent between them. With a look of incredulity, Dexter, the first disciple of the martial art school, was sent flying backward.

While he was still in midair, he involuntarily spat a mouthful of blood.

"Sir!" the people from the martial arts school exclaimed.

At the same time, another figure darted out like a hawk – it was Stephen.

A murderous intent immediately flitted across Andres' eyes.

The person who set our leader up deserves to die! Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Stepping his right foot forward with a strong murderous intent around him, he resembled an angry dragon preparing to launch an attack.

"May I know why–"

Before Stephen could finish his question, he was overcome by the turbulent sensation in his body that was triggered by Andres' vicious attack.

In that instant, he pushed Dexter aside and launched an attack on Andres.

Thud!

As the two strong forces collided, dust was swept from the ground, and even the sign of the martial arts school shook slightly.

At the very same moment, Jacob was sitting cross-legged on a small bed in the interrogation room at Station No. 3. He slowly opened his eyes and breathed out evenly with a spark in his eyes.