As one of the Five Apex Families, the Peck family had always been extremely


    domineering. Not only were their subordinates aggressive, but Calvin was also a


    fierce character who never backed down.


    Looking toward Tiana''s side, Calvin said arrogantly, "Watch closely! You picked


    this Andrew to be your son-inw, but in my eyes, he''s nothing more than a


    glorified nobody. Today, I''ll strip him down to his true form."


    Tiana gave him a wry smile. "Are you really sure you want to step in personally?"


    Calvin puffed out his chest. "As the head of the Peck family, giving this punk a


    personal defeat is an honor. Honestly, if it weren''t for your sake, I''d have sent any


    one of my elites to tten him."


    Tiana snorted. "You''ve always been full of hot air since we were young. Fine then.


    I''m curious to see how you n to crawl out of this one."


    With a heavy stomp, Calvinunched himself across a few meters in one


    explosive leap, throwing a powerful flying kick toward Andrew.


    "Let me show you that I still got it! Sure, it''s your generation''s time now, but I have


    more experience on my hands!"


    Andrew did not even look. He casually reached out and grabbed Calvin by the


    ankle mid-air. Power immediately surged through his arm, and in the next


    moment, he yanked Calvin and mmed him hard across the room.


    "What—" Calvin''s shock and fury exploded in one breath, not expecting to suffer


    such a huge loss right from the start.


    However, he had relied on massive amounts of pills to forcibly push his martial


    arts to the martial king realm. After an awkward direction change in mid-air, he


    finally managed to stumble to the ground. Yet, before he could catch his breath,


    he felt everything go dark before his eyes.


    The crowd of onlookers gasped in rm. "Sir, get out of the way!"


    Calvin silently cursed his bad luck. Even though he sensed impending disaster,


    his body could not keep up.


    Andrew moved quickly, mming his elbow into Calvin''s shoulder.


    Calvin grunted and flew into a rage. "You little bastard, you''re asking for death!"


    Just as the angry curse left his mouth, Andrew delivered two brutal ps to his


    face.


    These two ps were delivered with Andrew''s full strength, and Calvin was struck


    so hard he saw stars and fell backward.


    Roaring in fury, he pped the ground, sending dust flying as he used the


    momentum to spring back up.


    Heunched a series of violent


    attacks on Andrew, using pure


    street-fighting tactics. Although his


    attacks were powerful for a martial


    king his speed and technique were


    child''s y in Andrew''s eyes.


    "Mr. Peck Senior, how do you manage to attack thin air like that?" Andrew''s cold


    voice echoed in his ears.


    Calvin was both ashamed and


    enraged as he spun around with an


    explosive palm strike. The


    shockwave shattered one of the


    main pirs of the grand hall.


    Andrew let out a soft, mockingugh and pretended to go for Calvin''s side.


    Calvin''s eyes lit up. "Got you now!"


    But again, he swung at thin air. Not even a breeze touched Andrew.


    From the spectators'' perspective—Liliana, Miles, Tiana, and the others—the


    whole thing looked like a farce.


    Just moments ago, Calvin had been


    speaking so confidently. Now, he


    looked like a clown furiously


    attacking the air around him.


    When Andrew was on his left, he would run to attack the right. When Andrew


    moved behind him, he would strike to the side.