Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2484 Andrew struck three times in a row. Each palm hit carried the full force of the Inferno Strike, crashing down with blinding intensity against Wilder's head. However, it was useless; he was just a fraction away from actually landing a hit on Wilder's body. At that moment, Wilder's power as a martial emperor fully erupted. The energy shielding his body formed a shimmering barrier, like a solid wall of light. No matter how hard Andrew attacked, that seemingly thin layer of force refused to break. It was as unshakable as iron. "I once fought your father, Reginald.

He only struck me once, and | was already coughing up blood, completely defeated. At that time, I was already a Martial Saint, nothing special in Chetvine, perhaps. Yet, among the Northern Martial Union, | was a legend," Wilder said coldly, lifting his gaze without a trace of emotion. He stared up at Andrew, who was poised in midair, his hand glowing with deadly energy. "That was when | realized how far apart Reginald and | truly were. No matter how long | lived, | could never catch up. But there's one thing you still don't understand...

Andrew, while Reginald might be your father, you're not him. Killing you will be easy!" ---- With a roar, Wilder thrust his hand forward. A massive surge of chaotic energy burst from his chest, slamming straight into Andrew. Andrew spun violently in midair before crashing to the ground, his face turning pale. Inside his meridians, Wilder's cold, savage energy tore through his veins, corroding his flesh from within. However, a blazing heat soon erupted from Andrew's energy core.

Within moments, the invading energy was burned away, completely neutralized "You're right," Andrew said, his voice low but steady. "I'm not my old man." He shifted his stance, summoning the Dragon-Slaying Palm, a faint, feral grin curling his lips. "But we Lloyds don't raise cowards. So, Mr. Murphy Senior, maybe my father spared you, but | won't. I'll send you to join your son myself." Wilder's expression darkened. "Still talking big when you're about to die, huh? Fine. No more words. I'll end you first and talk later." The iron doors outside the arena thundered as someone struck them hard.

Then came a voice, cold as ice, sharp enough to pierce through steel. Sheena's voice echoed through the chamber, "Wilder, if you dare ---- touch Andrew, I'll kill every last one of you Murphys one by one, all 96 of you." Wilder froze mid-strike, his expression twisting in anger. " Sheena! The Lloyds are pushing it too far!" Sheena's tone was calm but lethal. "Us? Too far? Don't make me laugh, Mr. Murphy Senior. You're the one who crossed the line first. Who gave you the right to challenge Andrew one-on-one? If his energy core weren't sealed, you wouldn't even be worth his time. You old mutt!

Did you really think the Lloyds are a bunch of pushovers?" She continued, "If Andrew suffers even a scratch, | swear I'll wipe your entire family off myself." Wilder's fury erupted. "Sheena, if your family dares attack someone from the martial world, the Northern Martial Union won't stand by and do nothing!" Sheena laughed coldly from outside. "The Northern Martial Union? Please. You think | care? You think that scares me? If things really get ugly, | won't even spare Mr. Vazquez or the military's top brass.

So don't bother threatening me with your little alliance, or your pathetic Murphy family." Wilder roared in outrage. "You're going too far! Andrew killed Benny! How are we supposed to let that go?" ---- Sheena's voice turned flat, stripped of all emotion. "The fact that he killed your son and | did nothing simply means your Murphy family was unlucky. But if you lay a finger on Andrew, you'll see exactly how | choose to account for it." After that, there was only silence from beyond the door. Andrew frowned slightly, wondering how and why Sheena had shown up at that very moment.