My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



Elijah walked over to Dustin in anger.

"You think you can escape it by not participating? I will defeat you in public today and tell the world who is the best heir to Wyatt family's martial art techniques!"

Dustin chuckled softly. He had no intention to hide his disdain toward Elijah.

He was just a loser who used shortcuts to reach the Martial Saint level by making someone transfer their strength to him.

How dare he?

Elijah was just a joke in Dustin's eyes, but his arrogance was off the charts.

"You're too weak to even be qualified to fight me." Dustin shook his head. "Come talk to me if you can walk past him." He cast Tyler a glance. Elijah's face was filled with rage.

Dustin had just insulted him in the worst possible way. He had let his subordinate take his place.

Bam!

His pure energy surged as he launched himself like a missile at Dustin.

He wanted to make Dustin regret this and force him to kneel and beg for mercy. He wanted to crush him in front of everyone to quench his seething hatred.

Tyler was quicker. He stepped forward to intercept Elijah mid-charge.

"Know your place! Back off!"

Elijah sneered and recalled how easily he had defeated Tyler in the past. He fired a powerful strike of pure energy and was confident it would send Tyler flying.

But things did not go as Elijah had hoped.

Tyler absorbed the blow with barely a shudder. His own pure energy flared up to cancel Elijah's attack entirely.

Elijah frowned. He was taken aback. He abandoned his attack on Dustin and turned his full attention to Tyler.

"Fine! I'll deal with you first and then finish him off!" Elijah switched his target. His palm struck forward to Tyler with a ferocity that sent echoes of a beastly roar through the air.

He recognized the technique immediately. It was the Dragon Strike, a martial art Lucas once taught him. It was a top-tier martial art technique revered in the martial world.

"What an incredible technique! Mr. Elijah's strength is unmatched!" cheered the outsiders, convinced of his imminent victory.

But Dustin merely shook his head.

In capable hands, the Dragon Strike was formidable. But Elijah barely managed to draw out a fraction of its true potential.

Dustin had mastered the technique years ago with greater impact on his first try.

The fight between Elijah and Tyler began in earnest.

Boom!

Bam!

Palm clashed against fist as the two

fought ferociously on the

restaurant's second floor. Their blows tore through furniture and

sent shockwaves through the room.

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The crowd watched in awe. Their exclamations filled the air.

Only Dustin remained unfazed.

Elijah's transferred power and superficial mastery of the Dragon Strike might look impressive, but to Dustin, it was all hollow bluster.

Tyler's foundation, however, was ten times stronger.

There was no doubt that Elijah would lose.

"Impossible!"

The longer the fight dragged on, the more panicked Elijah became. He could not believe nor accept the reality.

The man who had been utterly defeated by him just days ago seemed to be holding his own with ease.

Elijah had started the fight by

holding back in the first place, but he was finally fighting with everything he had. Yet even with the Dragon Strike nearly exhausted, he could not gain the upper hand. noveldrama

Meanwhile, Tyler's strikes were something Elijah had never encountered before. These were not ordinary techniques. They were on an entirely different level from what he had learned.

"I don't believe this!" Elijah roared in desperation and unleashed every ounce of his power in a final, all-out assault.

But Tyler responded with an even more formidable force that collided with Elijah's attack. Obviously, he had been hiding his strength too. The second floor of the restaurant erupted like an explosion.

"Ugh..."

Elijah spat out blood as he was thrown backward. He crashed into a pillar before finally coming to a stop. His face was a mask of disbelief.