The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 276

Finally, his gaze fell on the lieutenant, who remained silent and aloof.

After a moment of silence, Jacob asked coldly, "What makes you think you can arrest me?"

"What about with our succor?" A deep, loud voice emerged, followed by a gray-haired, youthful-looking old man striding into the hallway.

A middle-aged man who had bulging temples followed closely behind the old man while the three Lewis brothers, who had caused a scene in The Pavilion, walked in thereafter.

"Lewis Martial Arts School…" Hostility flashed across Jacob's eyes. "Stephen Lewis?"

Jacob had heard from Jerry about the most skilled martial artist in Paramount, and he reckoned only that man could establish such an overwhelming aura.

When the two policemen saw the middle-aged man, they straightened their backs and diligently paid a hand salute to the latter. "Greetings, Sir Commander!"

The middle-aged man nodded at the two before glancing toward Jacob with his eyes filled with shrewdness.

Then, he took a step forward and uttered in an imposing manner, "I'm Dexter Lewis from Lewis Martial Arts School. I'm here to witness your ability."

Jacob shook his head. "You're not qualified to ask that of me."

Tytus Lewis flared up and bellowed, "How arrogant you are! Dexter is the eldest senior in our martial school. His skills are so enhanced that he can easily defeat you with one hand!"

Jacob did not respond but slightly straightened his body. Before everyone could realize it, he exhaled a gush of breath, which then formed a ferocious dragon. At once, the air particles in the space vibrated vigorously while all breathing creatures within a radius of three hundred feet ceased to let out any

sound.

Crack!

Suddenly, the glass window of a ward cracked.

"What an overwhelming stance!" Dexter gasped with his eyes enlarged.

His face turned red as he arduously endured the strong current produced by Jacob, which swamped him like a range of mountains.

Just as the pressure was about to sweep him off his feet, a thick palm reached out to him.

Shocked, Dexter turned to face the old man and mumbled in a servile yet guilty manner, "Master, I failed to brush up my skills. I apologize for bringing shame to you."

"Ha! Don't worry about it." Stephen's eyes were as clear as those of a child. He gazed at his chief disciple and smiled. "You're not weak. It's just that the opponent is too powerful."

With that, he took a step forward, rolled up his sleeves, and straightened his body. Following that, massive energy came forth from his body and instantly neutralized the Invisible Battle Qi in the air.

In no time, gentle breezes and chirping sounds of birds resumed.

The crowd, who was exasperated by Jacob's power just now, heaved a sigh of relief and gazed fearfully at the figure who was standing tall.

Stephen looked at Jacob with a solemn expression and nodded slowly. "The chief of the Scarlet Dragons is indeed as powerful!"

Jacob shook his head in a superior manner. "Even with the five of you, you can't defeat me."

Stephen smiled and answered, "Since you're so confident, why don't we make a bet? We'll use one move to decide who is more powerful. Whoever with the more advanced skills wins. If you lose, you have to follow the policemen to the station; if I lose, Lewis Martial Arts School belongs to you." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Master?!" The three Lewis brothers exclaimed concurrently when they heard it. "It's not worth making a bet like this!"

Stephen shot a glance at the three brothers, who then immediately clammed up.

"Interesting." A faint smile tugged at Jacob's lips. "Whoever with the more advanced skills wins? Sure, I accept your challenge."

"Great!" Stephen's eyes lit up as he clasped both hands in front of his chest and said, "After you."