MRS. AND MR. SMITH - Season 9 Episode 3

Ethan Smith had long guessed that Ms. Hayward, a spinster without children, was fully dedicated to the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

People like her, even if it meant their own death, would never betray the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

And Ms. Hayward cared deeply about Broderick, so Ethan Smith was left with no other choice.

Ethan Smith picked up the battered Broderick, turned around and was about to leave.

At that moment, Ms. Hayward stepped forward and blocked Ethan Smith’s way.

She glared at Ethan Smith fixedly, her voice slightly hoarse as she said, “Let him go!”

Ethan Smith sneered, “Can’t you understand what I’m saying?”

Murderous spirit erupted from Ms. Hayward. She glared at Ethan Smith with anger, roaring with all her might, “Let him go!!!”

Despite Ms. Hayward’s passionate plea, Ethan Smith remained unmoved.

He held Broderick and coldly said, “As long as you faithfully guide me to the Mystic Realm, I will naturally not kill him. Otherwise, be prepared to collect his corpse!”

Having said this, Ethan Smith turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, Ms. Hayward suddenly pulled out the Martial Saint Weapon!

She held the Martial Saint Weapon and roared almost madly, “I’ll say it again, let him go!!!”

The moment the Martial Saint Weapon was drawn, the expressions of those around immediately changed and they instinctively stepped back.

Even Ignacio Burke’s face showed a hint of unease.

He knew how powerful this Martial Saint Weapon was!

Only Ethan Smith remained unmoved. He coldly stared at Ms. Hayward, narrowing his eyes and said, “Are you threatening me?”

Ms. Hayward was beyond listening at this point. She gritted her teeth and said, “I’ll say it one last time, let go of him!!”

“Impossible!” Ethan Smith replied icily.

“Then go to hell!!”

With a loud roar from Ms. Hayward, the Martial Saint Weapon in her hand immediately began to glow!

A moment later, an aura of a Martial Saint emanated from it, it rushed towards Ethan Smith!

Ethan Smith was holding Broderick with one hand and the other hand formed a fist.

An endless amount of energy quickly converged on Ethan Smith’s fist!

“Even if it’s a Martial Saint Weapon, so what!” Ethan Smith roared in anger, and then he threw a punch with a mighty Golden Fist!

“Boom!”

A loud explosion erupted between the two!

Light exploded everywhere, and Ethan Smith’s radiant Golden Light turned out to be so destructively powerful that it scattered the Martial Saint Aura!

“Thud thud thud!”

Under this powerful blow, Ms. Hayward was forced back several steps, and even sprayed out a mouthful of blood!

The Martial Saint Weapon in her hand was instantly damaged!

“Do you think just because you hold a Martial Saint Weapon, I would be afraid of you?” Ethan Smith said coldly.

His voice wasn’t loud, but it reached everyone’s ears!

The scene fell into dead silence, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Even Ignacio Burke’s eyes widened in disbelief!

“Did Ethan Smith… actually break the Martial Saint Weapon?”

“Has Ethan Smith become so formidable now? Not even a Martial Saint Weapon can stop him?”

“I can’t believe it, has Ethan Smith actually reached the realm of the Martial Saint? But wasn’t it said that no one below the Martial Saint could resist a Martial Saint Weapon?”

The scene was buzzing with murmurs, the elegantly dressed young men from the aristocratic families couldn’t help but gasp in astonishment.

Dominic Taylor’s face became even more gloomy, and his fists clenched tightly!

“Ms. Hayward, you better go back and discuss this with your superiors.” Ethan Smith said coldly.

“Let him go!” The obstinate Ms. Hayward, was still not giving up.

Ethan Smith sneered, “I’ll take Broderick, and you can’t stop me.”

Having said that, Ethan Smith grabbed Broderick and turned to leave.

The crowd watched Ethan Smith leave, not daring to say a word.

But they all knew, after today’s battle, Ethan Smith had truly made a name for himself.

And if the Great Families wanted to stifle Ethan Smith’s growth, it might not be so simple anymore.

…

Ethan Smith didn’t return to the Capital City Martial Arts Academy, but instead went back to the rented house he used to live in.

He threw Broderick aside, sealing his life gate with his Qi to temporarily save his life.

The man with the mustache followed behind, murmuring, “This Power of Martial Saint is really terrifying!”

Ethan Smith couldn’t help but sigh, “Yes, I’ve merely borrowed the power of the Martial Saint, yet it’s so powerful. If I enter the Martial Saint Realm, I can’t imagine how terrifying it would be!”

Just then, a mournful sound came from the mustache man’s Spatial Magic Artifact.

“Dim Prison Jar!” The man with the mustache immediately retrieved the Dim Prison Jar from his Spatial Magic Artifact.

This voice was indeed Colin Mcdaniel’s

“Kill me… kill me…” Colin Mcdaniel almost begged.

Ethan Smith glanced at him, sneered, “As long as you hand over the spiritual fire, I will naturally satisfy you.”

“Just let me out of this jar, I will promise you anything…” Colin Mcdaniel pleaded bitterly.

Ethan Smith looked at the man with the mustache and signaled him to let him out.

The man with the mustache immediately took the hint and released Colin Mcdaniel from the Dim Prison Jar without a word.

At this point, Colin Mcdaniel was completely unrecognizable. He collapsed on the ground, covered in blood, and his aura was extremely weak.

“Where’s the spiritual fire?” Ethan Smith asked coldly.

Colin Mcdaniel weakly said, “Ethan Smith, you…you’re ruthless…”

After finishing his words, Colin Mcdaniel struggled to lift his palm, a tiny flame gathered in his palm.

The flame was purple and about the size of a lotus.

Compared to Ethan Smith’s spiritual fire, Colin Mcdaniel’s flame seemed somewhat insignificant.

Ethan Smith immediately shook his hand, and his flames rose up.

After that, he used his own spiritual fire to engulf Colin Mcdaniel’s fire.

In an instant, the flames were completely swallowed up.

Colin Mcdaniel raised his head and struggled to say, “Ethan Smith, can you spare my life? I know you have big ambitions. I can help you with alchemy…”

Ethan Smith sneered, “I don’t need it. Your character is too bad, and besides, I have a better candidate.”

Having said that, Ethan Smith directly slapped Colin Mcdaniel’s body into pieces.

After killing Colin Mcdaniel, Ethan Smith placed the spiritual fire in his own palm.

This flame was obviously a lot bigger, and the power had also become much stronger.

“If I punch out that ultimate punch now, the power might be even more terrifying,” Ethan Smith thought to himself.

The growth of spiritual fire is extremely difficult, unrelated to spiritual power, it can only be increased by swallowing others’ flames.

Ethan Smith put away the flame. He looked up at the sky and said softly, “Now it all depends on Ms. Hayward’s decision.”

The man with the mustache said in a deep voice, “Do you think Ms. Hayward would betray the Capital City Martial Arts Association for Broderick?”

Ethan Smith was silent for a while, then said, “I think she will. To Ms. Hayward now, Broderick is like her own son.”

“Besides, at her age, she might already be craving for the warmth of a family.”