Chapter 218 The Terrifying Strength of the Jujitsu Grandmaster
Seeing the newcomer, Hunter, Sharon, and Aurora couldn't help but rejoice and shout.
"Mentor!"
This man was none other than Dilma, the heir of Brazilian jujitsu and a grandmaster in the field of jujitsu.
Upon seeing him, Octavio's expression turned serious for the first time. Although he didn't know Dilma personally, he could sense something powerful emanating from him.
The imposing aura of his arrival made him feel oppressed.
"This person's strength seems to surpass mine," Octavio felt threatened for the first time. Apart from the few inheritors in the Taupe Guild, Dilma was the first person Octavio had encountered in New York who gave him a sense of pressure.
"Who are you?" Octavio didn't want to give up so easily.
"Weapons Master Dilma," Dilma glanced at Octavio, with a seemingly ordinary gaze, but upon closer inspection, there was a hint of sharpness.
Upon hearing this, Octavio was slightly surprised. He had unexpectedly provoked the inheritor of weapons mastery. This could end badly.
The others present had also heard about Dilma's prowess to varying degrees. Seeing the legendary master Dilma personally appear, they couldn't help but feel excited and thrilled.
At the age of twenty, Dilma was already invincible in cities near Brazil. For the next twenty years, he traveled the world to cultivate his skills, challenging various associations within the country.
The most famous feat was the international martial arts competition held jointly by various countries. It brought together experts from twelve countries, including judo, Muay Thai, karate, sanda, boxing, and more.
At the age of forty, Dilma defeated forty-eight experts from twelve countries and won the championship of that martial arts competition.
Since then, Dilma retired to Brazil.
"We have never had much interaction with your Guild. Since you have come to challenge weapons mastery today, I naturally cannot sit back and watch. Show me your moves!" Dilma said calmly, exuding an imposing aura.
"In that case, I'll begin," Octavio didn't want to give up without a fight. It wasn't his style to be scared away by the opponent's reputation. Such behavior would tarnish the Taupe Guild's reputation.
As he spoke, Octavio unleashed his full power and attacked Dilma. His hands turned into claws as he swooped down like an eagle hunting for prey, with a sharp and swift momentum accompanied by the sound of breaking air, indicating his incredible speed.
If he were to be caught by those claws, he would be seriously injured, if not dead.
However, Dilma remained motionless, not even blinking his eyes. When Octavio's hand claws approached his body, Dilma suddenly threw a punch with tremendous force.
The punch seemed plain, but it carried a powerful energy that resonated and shook the surrounding air. Before the fist made contact, the energy had already touched Octavio's hand claws.
Octavio's face turned pale as he realized he was in trouble. His body was sent flying by the energy, crashing several meters away before spitting out blood, clearly injured.
The entire audience was shocked, and even William was left speechless.
This was too incredible. Dilma's fist hadn't even touched Octavio's hand claws, and yet Octavio was thrown far away. How did Dilma do it? William was puzzled and bewildered.
The spectators around were also greatly amazed, realizing that Dilma's strength was beyond their imagination.
"Dilma is indeed amazing! He sent that person flying with just one punch."
"It's truly unbelievable that someone's power can be cultivated to such a degree."
"Yes, Jujitsu is truly formidable. Later, I'll have the younger generation come and sign up. This is genuine martial arts."
"I should also have the younger generation in my family sign up. If they could learn just a little bit of Dilma's skills, they wouldn't have to fear being bullied at school."
At that moment, the surrounding people began discussing animatedly, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Dilma.
Octavio struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"To be able to emit super energy externally, you have truly reached an extraordinary realm."
"Today is the grand opening of my Jujitsu Dojo, and I'm in a good mood, so I won't hold you accountable. Just take your people and leave," Dilma shouted at Octavio.
Octavio didn't dare to stay any longer. As he tried to leave with his men, he was stopped by William.
"You can go, but Kyle and Camden must stay with me," William said.
William wasn't easy to reason with. He had already warned them last time that if they provoked him again, it wouldn't just be a matter of breaking their legs. So this time, he intended to follow through with his words.
"You bastard, who do you think you are? Dilma said we could leave, so who gives you the right to make us stay?" Kyle cursed, feeling a bit intimidated. If they were detained by William, who knew how much torment they would endure.
"William, are you defying Dilma's orders? He said we could leave together," Camden chimed in nervously beside him. He didn't want William to break his leg again.
"Is my Jujitsu Dojo a place where people can come and go as they please? If you want to fight me, there will be consequences. Call the others and take Camden and Kyle to the second floor," William said coldly. He wasn't going to let these two guys think they could easily bully him.
As soon as he finished speaking, several black martial artists stepped forward from the crowd and grabbed Kyle and Camden.
Octavio was immediately alarmed. These were the two young masters he was responsible for protecting. If anything happened to them under his watch, he will be held accountable.
"You bastard, what do you think you're doing? These are the heirs of the Riordan family. What do you plan to do with them?" Octavio shouted angrily.
"I don't care who you are. If you provoke me, there will be consequences. And as for you, if Dilma hadn't allowed you to leave today, you wouldn't be able to either," William coldly pointed at Octavio.
"You, you... Dilma, do you think I can take these two away?" Octavio couldn't argue with William, so he turned to Dilma.
Octavio looked at Dilma, hoping he would say something. However, Dilma didn't even glance at him.
"Since these two gentlemen have offended this man, how to resolve it is up to him. If you still wish to stay here, I'm afraid I won't be so polite," Dilma's words clearly indicated his favor towards William, which infuriated Octavio but left him helpless.
Kyle and Camden couldn't help but feel a chill. It seemed that Dilma was on William's side, otherwise he wouldn't have shown such bias.
"Alright, you win," Octavio said in anger as he realized he couldn't rescue Kyle and Camden with Dilma present. He left, determined to find a solution.
After Octavio left, Kyle and Camden were taken to the second floor by a few black boxers, with William following behind.
Meanwhile, led by Hunter and Antony, Dilma greeted each important figure present, as he was the true owner of this martial arts academy.
Inside an office on the second floor, William looked at Kyle and Camden, a cold smile forming on his lips.
"I warned you last time that if you dare to provoke me again, it won't be just broken legs!" he said.
As soon as the words fell, Kyle and Camden trembled in fear. They had experienced the terror of this man before.
"William, we made a mistake. We promise we won't dare to trouble you again. Can we make amends by each paying one million dollars?" Kyle thought of settling the matter with money.
"I don't need your petty money! Now, I'm going to ask you both questions and you better answer truthfully, or you know what I am capable of," William threatened coldly.
"We'll answer honestly. Whatever you want to know," Camden hurriedly nodded, understanding that with Dilma's support, they couldn't afford to provoke William.
"Then tell me, how did you recover so quickly from your broken legs? In just seven days, you're fine?" William asked, puzzled. If it was mercy from the black boxers, it might be possible, but they broke their legs in front of him.
Usually, a broken leg takes at least a month to heal, with plaster casts and all that. But these two, especially Camden, had both legs broken. There was no way they could recover and be as normal as before in such a short time. There must be a secret.
After exchanging a glance, Kyle spoke up. "The Riordan family is in the pharmaceutical industry, and we have some highly efficient healing medicine that's been passed down in our family."
"Oh?" William's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He hadn't expected that the Riordan family was involved in the pharmaceutical industry.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
