Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 1345

Chapter 1345 I Don’t Have a Weapon

Emmanuel was watching the stage with a rather serious expression. He barely had the chance to elaborate on his statement as the martial arts competition had begun.

Devon held his chin up with folded arms, waiting for Yosef to make a move.

Yosef stared back with a blank expression on his face. He rested his hands behind him and seemed to disregard his opponent.

“Let the fight begin!”

“Come on!”

“What are they waiting for?”

The audience was growing impatient.

Except for the participants and VIPs, anyone who wanted to enter the arena needed a pass. For ordinary people, obtaining a pass cost a fortune. Therefore, the audience was either wealthy or influential individuals. They couldn’t afford to pay a high price just to

face each other in silence.

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“Kid, you better make the first move, or I’ll do it. Don’t complain if you lose.” The audience’s complaints reached Devon and frustrated him.

Due to his seniority, he had never struck first in a fight over the past twenty years, as he thought a senior should maintain their dignity during a fight. The fact that Yosef was standing perfectly still wasn’t helping at all. No. We aren’t going to stare each other down. We have to fight each other. First, I need to make things clear.

“Go ahead.” Yosef’s hands rested behind his back, his gaze calm,

Although his expression gave nothing away, it gave people the impression that he was very confident.

“If you say so.” Devon felt his blood boil with anger.

How dare he disrespect me? He couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason, but he felt as though Yosef’s politeness was embarrassing him.

He, an esteemed martial artist, broke his own rules for the first time and took the initiative to attack.

Since he was mad at Yosef’s attitude, he didn’t hold back with his punch. He aimed to deliver a fatal blow to ensure his reputation wasn’t ruined and make the arrogant Yosef regret it.

He threw a powerful punch at Yosef at high speed, giving the audience an impression of a predator lunging at its prey.

“Oh my, Devon is truly amazing. He’s trying to end the fight with one move!”

“His move is powerful! Nobody can take a blow from a seasoned fighter like him!”

“That’s right! It’s impossible to fight him!”

The audience around Nathan shrieked in excitement.

He was also quite confident. Despite Emmanuel’s comment, his belief in Devon didn’t waver.

Even Emmanuel couldn’t help but marvel at the strength of Devon, who was an elder of the Chapman family. He’s

stronger than limonined

picy.

“Oh my, Devon is truly amazing. He’s trying to end the fight with one move!”

“His move is powerful! Nobody can take a blow from a seasoned fighter like him!”

“That’s right! It’s impossible to fight him!”

The audience around Nathan shrieked in excitement.

He was also quite confident. Despite Emmanuel’s comment, his belief in Devon didn’t waver.

Even Emmanuel couldn’t help but marvel at the strength of Devon, who was an elder of the Chapman family. He’s stronger than I imagined.

Even the Palm Drop grandmaster, Quinn, was no match for him.

However, Yosef was incredibly strong.

Emmanuel remembered that Yosef was as talented as him. The fact that the old godfather has taken him as a disciple is the best proof.

Although the two of them hadn’t fought each other before, he had a feeling that Yosef was equally capable.

As expected, no matter how powerful Devon’s punch was, it was useless if he missed his target.

Losing his balance, he flew past Yosef across the stage with a hint of shock on his face.

Another move was supposed to follow his first punch, but Yosef anticipated it.

Yosef dodged his attack perfectly, leaving him no room for his second move.

Yosef struck, but his hand hung in the air halfway through.

His movement caught Devon off guard. The elderly man swiftly retreated to the corner of the arena. When he realized that Yosef’s attack didn’t follow, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth, “Are you messing with me?”

“No.” Yosef calmly denied his accusation. “I just remembered that I don’t have a weapon. I probably couldn’t h from that distance, so I withdrew.”

What was that? His statement puzzled the audience. Why would you have a weapon in the first place? One shou aware that weapons are prohibited in the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown.

The skilled fighters standing behind Nathan thought Yosef was foolish and mocked him, “He’s a fool to think he can wield a weapon in the arena.”

“Imbecile.”

“He’s useless without a weapon, isn’t he?”

As Emmanuel listened to the comments, his expression turned darker as he could barely contain his shock. The Yosef he knew was an exceptional swordsman.

Devon would be dead by now if Yosef was armed.

It seems like Yosef has been practicing diligently all along.