Chapter 632 Shane's Eight Palms
Dirk was quick on the draw. His words instantly put Ethan in the spotlight.
Ethan knew exactly what Dirk was up to!
When Kenneth unleashed his powerful aura and stepped in front of Ethan, the whole place went dead silent. Nobody dared to ask Ethan a single thing.
Even Terry, who usually couldn't stand Ethan, kept his mouth shut in front of a grandmaster.
That's the kind of fear a grandmaster can instill!
Most of these small sects had members who were early or mid-level masters, with only a few at the late stage. Even those as strong as Dirk didn't have the guts to take on Kenneth.
Dirk was a bit bummed by their lack of backbone.
The main reason these experts held back was that they had no clue what the so-called treasure actually was. They were worried it might be a trap or just junk. Without solid info, they decided to play it safe and watch from the sidelines.
Honestly, if all these experts charged in at once, even Kenneth would have a hard time, especially since he had to look out for Ethan and the others.
"Dirk, cut the crap!"
Ethan glared at Dirk and warned him.
"Do your words still stand?"
Dirk snorted.
"Of course, and everyone here can vouch for it. If one of you three can beat Shane, I'll let you go right away!"
Ethan nodded without a second thought.
"Alright! Alessandro, you're up first!"
Dirk felt a wave of relief. With Ethan saying it in front of everyone, it had to be legit.
He sent Alessandro out without hesitation.
Using Alessandro to gauge Shane's strength was the smartest move!
As for Dirk, if he had to fight, he'd go third. Shane probably couldn't handle beating both Alessandro and Davide, who were way stronger than him!
"Ethan, do I really have to fight?"
Shane looked at Ethan, almost pleading.
"Didn't you say you wanted to get justice for the JE Guild? Now's your chance to prove it. With me here, what are you scared of?"
Ethan gave Shane a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"Alright, even if I die today, I'm taking them down with me!"
Shane's anxious look slowly faded as Ethan's telepathic message echoed in his mind.
When Alessandro and Shane squared off in the center, the hidden sect members were puzzled, not getting why a duel had suddenly kicked off.
But nobody there was dumb. It was clear there was bad blood between Ethan and Dirk, and they were more than happy to sit back and watch the drama unfold!
"Patricia, do you think Shane can really beat Alessandro?"
Deborah asked Patricia, curious.
She didn't see anything special about Shane and figured she could probably take him herself.
"Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Wilson's disciple is on a whole different level!"
Patricia quickly reminded Deborah.
She figured Ethan must've trained a pretty powerful disciple!
After all, Ethan and his crew were not to be underestimated.
Alessandro looked down on Shane. Sure, he couldn't beat Ethan, but he was confident he could take down Shane, who was just an early-stage master.
"Whenever you're ready. I'll let you make the first move; otherwise, you might not even get a chance!"
Shane stared at Alessandro, his voice high-pitched and mocking.
Hearing this, Alessandro's face turned red with anger.
This wasn't Shane's usual style; Ethan had coached him to say this to rile Alessandro up.
"How dare you be so cocky! Today, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Alessandro roared, forming a series of palm strikes in front of his chest before charging at Shane.
In a flash, Alessandro was right in front of Shane. With a roar, his arms seemed to multiply, and countless palms rained down on Shane from all directions.
In no time, he must've thrown hundreds of palms!
Shane's face tensed up. If it weren't for Ethan's telepathic guidance, he might've turned tail and run!
Shane let out a roar of his own. As the countless palms descended, he struck out with eight consecutive palms.
Shane's massive palms looked way more intimidating than Alessandro's smaller ones. Just eight palms completely shielded Shane's head, and the descending smaller palms immediately clashed with Shane's first palm.
But Shane's first palm, though huge and imposing, quickly dissipated after a few small palms hit it!
Seeing this, Alessandro's face twisted into a sinister grin.
Everyone watching had different reactions.
"Is that it? He's toast!"
Deborah shouted anxiously.
"Shut up and keep watching!"
Patricia frowned. She'd seen Ethan use this palm technique before.
Back then, Ethan had used this move to take down Seth. The first palm might seem ordinary, but each subsequent palm's power would multiply, making it terrifying.
But Patricia didn't have time to explain this to Deborah now.
After Shane's first palm dissipated, the second and third palms lasted longer each time but were still shattered by Alessandro's relentless strikes!
Alessandro initially had a smug grin, but when Shane's fifth palm hit, he couldn't smile anymore!
Because this palm's aura was several times stronger than the previous ones and had already withstood his attacks, pushing back towards him!
"No way! How can Shane throw such a powerful palm?"
Alessandro panicked, realizing that no matter how many palms he threw, he couldn't stop Shane's fifth palm!
When he tried to dodge, he found that the next three palms had already pushed onto the fifth palm. A massive force instantly shattered all his palms, and the huge palm shot towards him like a rocket, leaving him no time to dodge!
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