Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2489 Even though Andrew was known as a once-in-a-generation prodigy, Wilder was a martial emperor, a master among masters, not some mindless beast. "Youre strong," Wilder said, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth before he spat it out. "Stronger than anyone expected. But Andrew, I'll make you understand that no matter how talented you are, raw power is something you can't bridge with tricks or fancy moves. So accept your fate." As his words fell, Wilder's energy surged upward.

The pressure that had faltered from his earlier wounds now roared back to full strength, surrounding him like a storm. Andrew was breathing heavily, his body straining under the immense pressure, dizziness creeping through his mind. Even so, his eyes bumed bright and fierce, with a faint, unsettling hint of crimson glowing within them. Just moments ago, he had felt the dragon tattoo on his chest pulse violently, and deep inside his energy core, the final seal had trembled.

That confirmed what he suspected: fighting someone as powerful as Wilder was pushing him closer to breaking that last seal. Even if the progress was small, it was still progress. ---- And to Andrew, that was enough. "Keep going. For someone at the martial emperor level, Wilder, you sure talk a lot," he smirked and motioned for him to come closer. Wilder froze for a second, surprised that Andrew could still smile. Then, his expression darkened, and his aura exploded outward. Accurved dome of energy burst from his body, instantly expanding to surround Andrew.

In that same moment, Wilder vanished and reappeared in front of Andrew, slamming a fist directly into his chest. Andrew coughed up blood and was thrown backward, crashing hard into the ground. Wilder curled his lips in disdain, ready to taunt him. Yet, before he could even open his mouth, Andrew lunged back, blood smeared across his face. A chain of Inferno Strikes exploded from his hands, each one fiercer than the last. His movements did not stop there. Every step he took carried crushing force, each kick and punch targeting Wilder's vital points with deadly precision.

Wilder's face hardened as his hands blurred, blocking each strike one after another. But he could not figure out how Andrew, ---- who was still technically a martial saint, could release such overwhelming power. Andrew's energy might have been at the martial saint level, yet his attacks hit harder than those of a martial emperor. And that flicker of red in his eyes also made Wilder's chest tighten with unease. Was it pure rage, or was it something else, like the manifestation of the killing intent hidden within the Lloyd family's Dragon Prince? Either way, it was not a good sign.

A furious beast was dangerous, but one willing to die fighting was truly terrifying, Wilder knew that, and so did Andrew. Their battle quickly turned into a desperate, brutal exchange where neither could overpower the other. The entire arena shook with their strikes, each blow carrying lethal intent. For two straight hours, the sound of their fight thundered through the Martial Tower before silence finally fell. Outside the chamber, Luna and Sheena both stiffened at the same time. "I can't wait any longer," Luna said, her voice trembling as tears welled in her eyes.

"| have to go in there and see if he's okay." ---- Fear laced her every word. She was terrified that the fight had ended with Andrew's death, a reality she could not bear to face.