Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2001 The Mighty Beast Palm was fierce, each strike heavier than the last. Andrew's Inferno Strike was just as intense, radiating an unbearable heat. After a round of brutal exchanges, Franklin's bald head was drenched in sweat, his face flushed as if scorched by fire. Meanwhile, Andrew remained calm and steady, his breathing unchanged. Franklin's brows furrowed deeply as he realized Andrew was no pushover, and he had underestimated him.

His earlier attacks had mostly been tests, yet he did not realize Andrew had been doing the same. Facing a master like Franklin, Andrew constantly felt as if the second seal inside him might break at any moment. "Mr. Gurney, let's take him together!" Scarlett's cold voice cut in as she joined the fight. Franklin did not refuse, and this was no time to play it cool. Against someone like Andrew, they needed all the help they could get.

Even facing two opponents, Andrew remained incredibly fierce and aggressive. He raised both palms to clash directly ---- with Scarlett and Franklin's combined energy cores. A tremendous force exploded between all three martial artists, and waves of white energy burst outward in every direction. Andrew let out a low roar as veins bulged across his face. His true energy surged like a raging tide through his arms, flowing toward Scarlett on his left.

"Watch out!" Franklin shouted, but it was too late. Scarlett felt as if a mountain had crashed into her chest. She screamed, coughed up blood, and was thrown backward. Franklin's face twisted. "Die!" He unleashed all of his energy and inner strength in one go. Andrew grunted, forced back several steps, and Franklin immediately pressed forward, knowing that every second counted. Andrew's expression turned ice-cold.

Tilting his head to avoid Franklin's aerial strike, he snapped upright, grabbing Franklin's ankle from below. Franklin twisted midair, kicking at Andrew's face again and again, forcing him to retreat while his energy core poured out power to keep him going. ---- "Let's see how long you can last!" Franklin sneered as he leapt back to gain distance. He pressed both palms toward Andrew, forcing him into a raw contest of inner strength.

Everyone knew that the higher one's martial rank, the deeper and heavier their energy reserves were, and Franklin was betting that Andrew could not match his. Andrew knew exactly what Franklin was trying to do, but he did not care. This was what he wanted. Two loud thuds rang out as their palms slammed together again. Franklin's jaw tightened, his face contorted as he poured every ounce of strength into the clash, while Andrew's cold gaze never wavered, forcing out his energy just as hard.

The ground beneath them began to cave in, and steam rolled off their heads. "Andrew, if you try to match my strength, you're dead!" Franklin growled through clenched teeth. Andrew glanced at him without a word. Time ticked by until Franklin himself started to feel dizzy. He ---- knew the moment was right. If even he was struggling, then Andrew had to be on his last breath. Sure enough, Andrew's face had gone pale, sweat dripping all over him, and his expression twisted in pain.

Franklin's heart soared with triumph. "This is it! Attack his pressure points from behind!" He directed Scarlett while preparing for one final, devastating assault. With a roar, he pulled his palm back half an inch and slammed it forward toward Andrew with crushing force. Andrew had no time to dodge. He was committed to the attack and had no choice but to follow through. He raised his hand to meet Franklin's strike once again.

A massive shockwave exploded between them, sending energy rippling in all directions. Scarlett screamed as she struck, her hands forming claws that tore viciously into Andrew's back. Andrew did not dodge or try to avoid the attack. He took the full brunt of her assault head- on. Blood spurted from his mouth as his body flew sideways through the air. He crashed into the wall with such force that he left a perfect human-shaped crater in the stone. ---- Franklin lowered his hands and quickly worked to regulate his breathing, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.