LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

Upon hearing this, the old man nearly lost his balance and fell into the sea. “Fight me… This is enough?” He had seen arrogance before, but never anything like this! However, the old man became even more spirited, laughing heartily as he looked at Jun Chester. “Good! Good! Since you’re so shamelessly boasting, let me witness whether you’re worthy of saying these words!” With that, the old man moved like a swift cloud. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Jun Chester, throwing a punch at Jun Chester’s chest like a meteor. The force of the punch carried the seawater tens of meters behind him, creating a reverse wave.

But as it turned out, Jun Chester was truly bold! With a surge of strength, he threw a punch, colliding with the old man’s fist. The next moment, the old man’s entire body flew backward like a cloud and passed through the seawater behind him, returning to where he had come from. Instead of stopping on the giant rock at the shore, he crashed into a tree a hundred meters away.

The old man was unharmed, and so was the tree. This was enough to cause panic. What was even more frightening was that behind the tree the old man had collided with, three large trees snapped one after another, crashing down loudly! The seawater fell, and Jun Chester landed in front of the old man. His expression was indescribable.

Looking at the terrified old man, Jun Chester said with mixed feelings, “I thought you could at least withstand three of my moves. It seems you still need to practice more. Fishing every day doesn’t do the trick.”

The old man swallowed hard, and the look in his eyes could no longer be described as terror. It was defeat! Deep defeat! When the old man was sent flying, he thought he had found his place – to be killed! But now, he was filled with sorrow. “Why won’t you just kill me? Am I not even worthy of being killed by you?”

Not far away, the young woman was completely dumbfounded. Her master had been sent flying with a single punch and was unharmed? What kind of monster was this seemingly young man? He was an unreasonable powerhouse! His control over his strength could no longer be viewed with conventional standards! What kind of realm was this?

Before, both the young woman and the old man who had been sent flying by Jun Chester believed that their skills were unparalleled. Now, it seemed that this was true. They had no equal in their elaborate, showy martial arts. And Lyvia, she couldn’t recover from the shock because the scene was too overwhelming. Was this the Jun Chester she knew? She couldn’t understand.

At this time, the old man had already gotten up. The moment he stood up, the tree behind him finally crashed down loudly. It was no longer a surprise since they couldn’t care about that anymore. The old man looked at Jun Chester with confusion for a long time before asking, “How did you train?”

Jun Chester smiled, “Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. Besides, you’re not my disciple, so why would I teach you?” Without saying another word, the old man knelt before Jun Chester. “From today on, please allow me to follow you.”

Jun Chester waved his hand, “Alright, I won’t joke around with you anymore. Your martial arts are decent. In the future, when you practice, focus on your breath; otherwise, your scattered breath will prevent you from unleashing the true power of your martial arts. Train for another three to five years, and you should be able to withstand three of my moves.”

The old man stared blankly for a moment, then pondered for a while before suddenly understanding and bowing deeply in respect.

“Thank you, master!”

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“I haven’t agreed to be your master.”

At that, Jun Chester walked towards the woman who could perform the Meteor Fist.

The woman’s face tightened.

She also knelt down before Jun Chester.

“Master!”

“Please forgive my rudeness!”

Jun Chester smiled.

“Get up, don’t make random connections. By the way, when you perform the Meteor Fist in the future, start exerting force from your elbow, relax your tailbone. My wife… my child’s mother, thinks you’re not bad. You two should get to know each other.”

The woman then looked at Lyvia.

She also bowed to Lyvia.

“Madam, my name is Jennie Clifford. Thank you for appreciating me!”

Jennie Clifford had already believed that a woman who could match the seemingly young monster before her must also be a cultivation monster.

Not to be underestimated.

Lyvia, hearing what Jennie Clifford said, became flustered and looked helplessly at Jun Chester.

Jun Chester shook his head helplessly.

“This kind of situation happens too often. Many people do this kind of thing, and I can’t do anything about it. Just let them be.”

Lyvia then looked at Jennie Clifford, her face uneasy.

“You… you, get up first.”

Jennie Clifford’s expression was complicated.

Upon further thought, she understood.

Who would want to suddenly bear such a responsibility?

Realizing this point, Jennie Clifford squeezed out a smile.

“Please don’t feel pressured.”

“…”

Lyvia was at a loss for words.

Jun Chester, seeing Jennie Clifford like this, was too lazy to explain. He pointed to the villa on the mountaintop.

“That’s where I live. Feel free to visit my home when you have time…”

However, before Jun Chester could finish speaking, the old man immediately ran over.

“Now, we have time now.”

“We’re free, we have time all day!”

“Thank you so much, Mr. Chester, for your hospitality. Coincidentally, I haven’t had breakfast yet. I just caught some mackerel. I’ll clean them up and cook. We can eat and chat together!”

Jun Chester raised his eyebrows, looking puzzled at Rod Smith and asking a question.

“How do you know I’m with the Chester family?”

Rod Smith was suddenly at a loss for words.

At this point, how could he dare to tell the truth?

Should he say…

His disciple Kong Pencers came to Dirtmouth to go to Ocean Hall tonight to kill Jun Chester on behalf of Ian Mills?

But, Rod Smith’s desire to avoid this question didn’t mean Jennie Clifford wanted to avoid it too.

Jennie Clifford blurted out with a bewildered expression.

“Master, the person Kong is going to help Ian Mills kill at Ocean Hall tonight, isn’t it him?”

“At this… isn’t this a case of a flood washing away the Dragon King’s temple? I’ll inform Kong right away and have him come pay his respects to Mr. Che… the master!”

Hearing this, Rod Smith’s face took on an expression of having eaten something terrible.

It was over…

Completely over…