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---- Chapter 2306 Ezekiel did not hesitate and charged straight into the first floor of the Martial Tower. What surprised him was that there was no 'one guarding it, allowing him to pass through unobstructed. Frowning, he headed straight for the second floor. Looking around, no one was guarding it; the passage was wide open. 'What the hell is that old fox Philip up to?' Ezekiel wondered, feeling something ominous stir in his heart. Nonetheless, his overwhelming confidence and deep-seated schemes kept him calm and collected.
His trip to Holtrien was to retrieve a national treasure belonging to Sorya. Before departing, the chairman of the Tristars Group had already asked Sorya's strongest martial artist to provide comprehensive strategic planning for him. As long as the old monsters from Holtrien's military did not get involved, he could crush the younger generation of Holtrien's military without trouble. National power often spread like wildfire; one spark could set an entire plain ablaze.
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If Ezekiel could tear through the Martial Tower and trample Holtrien's young elites beneath his feet, then in the eyes of the ambitious Tristars Group's chairman, this would mark the ---- beginning of Sorya's rise to dominance in the East. For decades, Sorya had never given up competing with Holtrien Its small land and limited resources kept it from standing out, but underestimating the nation was a grave mistake. At least Andrew had never looked down on Sorya.
He knew their Polar Tigers special ops unit was among the best in the world, and it was just their bad luck that they had once faced Andrew himself. Just as Ezekiel was advancing triumphantly up the higher floors of the Martial Tower, the military headquarters was also sending notifications to all the major elite families and power brokers in Chetvine. All soldiers belonging to the military were to proceed to the Martial Tower on their own to participate in its defense. If they failed, then mighty Holtrien would be deemed inferior in skill, crushed by a foreign upstart.
It would be an endless humiliation! Towering rage and public indignation immediately exploded in the hearts of countless martial artists in Chetvine. The first to act were the soldiers in Chetvine Plaza beneath the Martial Tower. They rushed into the Martial Tower one after another to compete with Ezekiel. ---- After careful consideration, the major elite families and power brokers also made their arrangements. Isabelle was one of them, but Vernon, the head of the Robertson family, did not want her to go. However, this aloof girl ignored him completely.
"I can't stand an outsider running wild on our own turf! Who does he think he is? He doesn't deserve it!" Isabelle was rarely this furious. Upon hearing this, Vernon fell silent. Finally, he compromised. " Alright, go ahead. When we fight among ourselves behind closed doors, that's our own business. But if we let some foreign punk humiliate us, that would be a disgrace to our ancestors and make us unworthy of being Holtrien descendants!" On the Harding family's side, Kyrie was at the forefront, making a tremendous commotion with explosive momentum.
Sergio repeatedly questioned Kyrie, "How confident are you? If you can't handle it, don't force yourself. Our family would rather not make a move than embarrass ourselves!" Kyrie said urgently, "Grandpa, don't you trust me?" Sergio's eyes were deep and thoughtful. "It's not that | don't trust you. I'm more wary of Ezekiel. He is a martial arts prodigy that Sorya cultivated with their entire nation's resources."
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