<h4>Chapter 1637: Chapter 1637: Old Acquaintance</h4>


    enor Wood is a person with a temper.


    He could have let the man in the ck robe save some face.


    But, enor Wood did not do that.


    Arrogant people need to be taught a lesson.


    Not being killed is already a great mercy.


    This punch, enor Wood did not expose his abilities, but instead relied on his physical body to unleash power.


    Even with the elder presiding over their side, it was impossible to discern anything.


    Inside the tent, there was a dead silence.


    Everyone’s eyes were filled with disbelief.


    After quite a while, the elder finally reacted.


    He said in a deep voice, "Quick! Go out and see how Ice Sinir is doing?"


    As the vice president of the Ocean Academy, Ragnar Frost must ensure the safety of the apanying disciples,


    But since this contest was proposed by Ice Sinir, if he intervened, it would instead tarnish the reputation of the Ocean Academy.


    Martial artists from major sects have a kind of pride.


    This pride does not allow him to dispute with enor Wood.


    "Junior Brother!"


    Soon, two disciples from the Ocean Academy carried Ice Sinir back and ced him on the ground of the tent.


    "Sinir, are you okay?" Ragnar Frost took a nce and his heart sank halfway.


    Ice Sinir’s eyes were swollen, with dark circles, only able to see through a slit!


    His nose was bleeding incessantly!


    Even if he can recover in the future, a disfigurement is already set in stone.


    Which shows how ruthless that punch was!


    "Master... I..." Tears slipped through those slits, dropping onto the tent floor.


    Humiliation!


    Anger!


    And resentment!


    Ice Sinir couldn’t face his fellow disciples, let alone face Baylor Davenport.


    His boastful words still echoed, but now his face was truly beaten like a pig’s head.


    "You two! No martial ethics!" Alphonse Martinez, Ice Sinir’s die-hard friend from Ocean Academy, turned back, ring at enor Wood and Julius Reed: "We martial artists, are open and aboveboard! You two actuallyunched a sneak attack, seriously injuring my Junior Brother! Now, what is your exnation!"


    After he spoke, others followed by turning their gaze to enor Wood.


    "Right! He struck a sneak attack, otherwise, I would definitely have knocked out his teeth!" Ice Siniry on the ground, speaking weakly.


    Ultimately, he found an excuse for himself.


    Not being inferior in skill, but the opponent initiated a sneak attack!


    Ice Sinir did not lose!


    "Shameless! Get out!"


    Each Ocean Academy disciple’s eyes were filled with anger!


    Especially the line ’you are worse than crap!’


    It was simply an insult to them, Ocean Academy!


    Comparing them to crap!


    The always arrogant and high-spirited elites of Ocean Academy, how could they swallow this anger?


    "Apologies, Brother East Pavilion just didn’t expect you to be so fragile." Julius Reed teased with a smile from the side: "Judging by this little brother’s tone, I mistook you for some big shot. If I had known you were so weak, my brother wouldn’t have fought with you."


    "You..." Alphonse Martinez’s hand shook with anger.


    Regarding the ranking of the Great Grandmaster on the Heavenly List, Ocean Academy made an exception for its elite disciples to gain experience and see the world.


    These individuals were the best within the academy.


    Now out here, mocked by a group of nonentities, Alphonse Martinez’s anger inside was imaginable!


    "Ocean Academy can’t afford to lose?" Julius Reed didn’t care about the murderous gazes from the other side at all.


    Some damn Ocean Academy, even Demarco Mount, who cleans toilets, isn’t this arrogant!


    "Know when to stop!" Finally, the elder couldn’t help but speak up.


    With Ice Sinir beaten, his own face was equally bruised.


    Saying there was no resentment would be a lie.


    But as the vice president, one must have the demeanor and tolerance of a vice president.


    "Master, this cannot end like this!" Alphonse Martinez gritted his teeth and said: "I want a fair contest with him!"


    "What is fairness?" enor Wood asked, taking the initiative before Julius Reed spoke.


    He truly didn’t care about him.


    "This..." Alphonse Martinez thought for a moment, then spoke: "No sneak attacks! No... no hitting the face!"


    "Fine!" enor Wood agreed in one breath.


    No face shots, hitting the butt will do.


    "Do not act recklessly anymore!" Ragnar Frost finally couldn’t help but scold: "Disperse! Both of you, go to the tent on the outermost side! That’s where we store our supplies. If you’re unsatisfied, please leave!"


    "Master!" Alphonse Martinez wanted to regain face, how could he let those two go?


    "No more talking!" Ragnar Frost hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly made a ’silence’ gesture.


    Inside the tent.


    Fell back into silence.


    "Are people from Ocean Academy here?"


    Suddenly.


    An icy voice came from all directions.


    Julius Reed slightly frowned.


    Judging by the voice, the speaker is a master.


    But it seems, the visitor is unfriendly.


    "Be on guard!"


    When hearing this voice, Ragnar Frost’s face drastically changed!


    He strode out of the tent, gazing at the boundless snowy ins.


    And previously returned to their respective tents Tucker Ridge and Baylor Davenport, upon hearing the voice, also walked out.


    "Miss Davenport, my apologies..." Julius Reed, upon seeing Baylor Davenport, smiled and apologized. "Unexpectedly, I had the great fortune to meet a princess."


    "It’s alright." Baylor Davenport responded awkwardly.


    Tucker Ridge, although dissatisfied in his heart, naturally could not quibble over this at such a time.


    People from Ocean Academy were as if facing a powerful enemy.


    Only Julius Reed and enor Wood remained at ease.


    As if they were uninvolved.


    But all of a sudden, Julius Reed’s gaze toward Baylor Davenport changed somewhat.


    This girl, how did she be so strong?


    A martial artist’s aura can be concealed.


    But when under great pressure, due to nervousness, the internal power can be inadvertently exposed.


    Julius Reed clearly sensed that Baylor Davenport surprisingly showed signs of advancing towards a Great Grandmaster!


    To know that in The North Sea, Baylor Davenport wasn’t even a Grandmaster!


    In less than a month, she progressed to such a degree?


    Unrealistic!


    There’s definitely something fishy about this!


    "Ragnar Frost! It’s been years, and you’ve aged!" Suddenly, a group of people appeared on the snow.


    These people were dressed in ck clothes, faces covered with ck cloth, and had a moon embroidered on their chests.


    Roughly estimated, the other side had about a dozen people.


    But the aura was strong!


    "It’s indeed you!" Ragnar Frost gestured, and immediately the disciples of Ocean Academy formed a circle around Baylor Davenport.


    Since Julius Reed had been chatting with Baylor Davenport earlier, he was also surrounded in the center.


    "Curtis Channing, after so many years, are you still noting to your senses!" Ragnar Frost pointed at the leading man in ck, speaking in a still gentle tone: "Today, I can act as if I never saw you."


    "Are you threatening me?" The man called Curtis Channing slowly drew the longsword from his waist. "Ragnar Frost, I heard you became vice president at Ocean Academy. But don’t you know, your position was obtained by stepping over me!"


    After Curtis Channing finished speaking, he carried the sword in one hand, approaching step by step!


    "Don’t force me to take action!" Ragnar Frost spread open his right hand, grabbed fiercely!


    Whoosh!


    In the snow!


    A longsword shimmering with a silver glow fell into his hand.


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