MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 8 Episode 62

Dominic Taylor’s face was filled with provocation and schadenfreude.

Seeing his expression, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but laugh, “Dominic Taylor, I remember the first time I saw you, you were an elegantly dressed young man with a gentle demeanor.”

“I thought you were a worthy heir of the Taylor family.”

“But now it seems, you’re both sly and lecherous.”

Ethan shook his head helplessly, disappointment written all over his face.

Dominic’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly, “It doesn’t matter what you think of me. But it’s hard to say if you’ll survive tomorrow.”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Ethan didn’t bother to argue with him either.

His intentions were impure; claiming to let his apprentice challenge Ethan was just an excuse to take advantage of the situation.

Regardless of the outcome of fighting Broderick, Ethan would definitely be injured.

By then, Ethan might not even be a match for Dominic’s apprentice.

“That Dominic Taylor is really cunning and crafty!” the man with the mustache couldn’t help but curse.

Ethan waved his hand dismissively, saying, “It doesn’t matter.”

…

The next day.

Before Ethan had even woken up, two people were waiting at his door.

Upon seeing Ethan, they walked over quickly.

“Ms. Hayward asked us to tell you that she will be waiting for you at Qinvor Mountain,” they said.

After saying that, they turned and left without looking back.

Ethan scratched his chin and murmured, “Qinvor Mountain…a good place to bury someone.”

After making some simple preparations, Ethan took Clare Richardson and the man with the mustache to Qinvor Mountain.

By this time, the area near Qinvor Mountain was already crowded with people.

These people came from all over, drawn by the news to watch the battle.

People from the Martial Arts Academy had gathered here early, waiting for this long-awaited battle.

In the crowd.

A young man’s face was full of anger as he watched the scene before him; he couldn’t help but clench his fists.

It was none other than Dexter Blair.

“How did he get to where he is today…” Dexter gritted his teeth.

Unknowingly, he had been left far behind by Ethan.

Mr. Tenny, don’t be angry. People like Ethan emerge every once in a while, but their endings usually aren’t good,” a nearby attendant consoled.

Dexter remained silent, but his heart was filled with rage.

Since losing to Ethan, Dexter had been in decline.

Even though he was desperate to recover, his progress was slow.

The once top-ten fighter had long since vanished from the ranks.

“Look, Broderick is here!” someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

Glancing over, they saw Broderick standing at the top of Qinvor Mountain.

He was dressed in black, with his clothes fluttering in the breeze.

“What a powerful aura!”

Even from a great distance, someone inexplicably praised him.

“Tsk tsk, you really know how to flatter. From so far away, can you even feel the aura of a feather?” someone sneered.

“You don’t understand, the aura radiating from him goes straight to the heart.”

“Just keep flattering, maybe if you do a good job, he’ll reward you with a bone.”

“Who are you scolding?”

“Whoever’s guilty knows!”

Before Ethan and Broderick even began to fight, the spectators below were already arguing.

“Ethan is here!”

At that moment, someone shouted, and everyone looked over in unison.

Ethan, the man with the mustache, and Clare Richardson were getting out of a taxi.

Compared to Broderick’s “posing” on the mountain top, Ethan seemed much more grounded.

He was wearing an ordinary tracksuit, looking nothing like an elite fighter.

“See, compared to Broderick, isn’t Ethan’s aura much weaker?”

“Go fuck yourself, is your aura only determined by your clothing?”

“If you can’t speak well, shut your anus!”

“Broderick is way more handsome than that Ethan, Broderick must win!”

“Are you fucking kidding me? Are we judging the victory based on looks?”

“Appearance is justice!”

The crowd seemed to have split into two factions.

Supporters of Broderick and supporters of Ethan were arguing incessantly.

“There sure are a lot of people,” Ethan said, frowning slightly as he looked at the sea of faces.

Clearly, Ms. Hayward had deliberately leaked the news.

Her purpose was to draw more spectators.

Seeing this, Ethan narrowed his eyes slightly. “It seems Ms. Hayward is quite confident.”

In that case, Broderick must have some extraordinary trump card.

“You are finally here,” Ms. Hayward said as she approached Ethan.

Ethan glanced at her and sneered, “Old beast, if I hadn’t come, how could I slaughter your precious beast?”

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“You little beast! You’re still arrogant even when facing death!” Ms. Hayward’s aged face was filled with rage.

Ethan snickered, “Tell him to jump down from the mountain, what’s he doing posing up there?”

Ms. Hayward looked at Broderick, who was atop the mountain, and said with a mock smile, “Broderick is destined to stand at the summit, and you will be just a stepping stone!”

“Is that so?” Ethan raised his eyebrow.

With a clench of his fist, Golden Light burst forth!

Immediately, Ethan swung a fist in Broderick’s direction!

Terrifying Golden Light covered the sky, rolling towards him!

“He started!” someone excitedly shouted!

“Boom!”

All that was left after the Golden Light hit the mountain top was a pile of shattered rubble!

Broderick leaped down from the mountain.

“Old beast, it looks like the summit you speak of is quite fragile,” Ethan taunted.

Ms. Hayward gritted her teeth. Knowing she couldn’t get an advantage, she said no more.

“Ethan! I’ve been waiting for a long time!” Broderick suddenly shouted, his voice filled with Inner Strength that rolled in and made people’s ears ache.

Ethan gave Broderick a cold look, then stepped towards him.

“Ethan, be…careful,” Clare said softly, tugging on his arm.

Ethan smiled, “Don’t worry, killing him will be as easy as crushing an ant.”

With that, Ethan surged forward, soaring into the air.

In an instant, he was face-to-face with Broderick.

Their eyes met, mere feet apart.

Although neither made a move, their breaths collided in the air.

“Crack!”

The ground beneath them couldn’t withstand the pressure, and cracks spread like spiderwebs.

A whirlwind suddenly erupted between the two fighters!

“I’ve been waiting for this day,” Broderick said coldly.

Ethan scoffed, “I really admire your willingness to face death.”

“You talk too much!” Broderick roared. His body trembled, and the black robe shattered!

With that, Broderick’s dark fist hurtled towards Ethan!