Chapter 450 In the world of martial arts , following the unspoken rules of the ring meant that even if someone died , it was considered their own fault .

And with the Madblade Martial Academys influence in Jayrodale , the loss of one or two lives was nothing significant they could easily sweep it under the rug .

Ivan lowered his crossed arms , a mocking smile playing on his lips .

He gestured at Andrew with a beckoning motion .

Kid , Ill give you the first move .

If you can get close to me or even touch my clothes , Ill admit defeat .

His arrogance made Jerry seem modest in comparison , but no one dared to laugh .

Everyone believed Ivan had the strength to back up his confidence .

Jerry coughed twice and muttered , Mr.

Lincoln isnt just some random nobody .

Its a shame I cant figure out who he really is .

Andrews chances dont look good .

On the platform , Andrew casually strolled toward Ivan , his movements unhurried .

Since youre being so polite , I wont hold back .

Andrews calm response provoked another round of laughter from Rodneys group .

What an idiot ! Does this loser really think he can fight Mr.

Lincoln ? Mr.

Lincolns not showing courtesy hes displaying absolute dominance .

This kid is too dumb to see it .

Im betting he wont last a single round before spitting blood ! Single round ? Thats generous .noveldrama

I say half a round , tops ! Andrew launched his first punch a seemingly light jab aimed at Ivans face .

Ivan sneered and shifted his footing , intending to dodge with ease .

However , his confidence wavered as he noticed something odd .

Despite stepping about six feet to the side , Andrews fist seemed to stay locked on him , growing larger in his field of view .

Ivan attempted a more intricate step , pivoting to a new angle .

Yet , the fist followed , unyielding and unchanging .

In the next moment , a heavy crunch echoed through the air .

Andrews fist landed squarely on Ivans nose .

The arena went silent .

Not a sound , not a breath just stunned stillness .

Andrew pulled back his fist with a small smile .

Thanks for the opportunity .

A sickening crack shattered the silence as Ivans nose collapsed , blood streaming down his face .

His once dominant aura was nowhere to be seen as the spectators stared in utter disbelief .

1/2 Ivan wiped his bleeding nose , his face twisting in rage .

How dare you hit me ! Youre asking for death ! With a roar , Ivans powerful leg , snapped forward like a coiled spring , aiming for Andrews head .

However , Andrew deflected the strike with minimal effort and said coolly , Using internal martial arts alongside kick techniques ? Youve got a mixed style going .

Unfortunately , you lack harmony in your technique .

Ivans face darkened , and his earlier confidence completely shattered .

He kept wondering how could such a soft looking punch break his nose a body he had trained to withstand brutal force .

Bellowing furiously , he launched into an aggressive attack .

Both fists shot out in a ferocious Double Dragon Strike , the winds from his punches howling through the air .

Lauren smirked from the sidelines .

Didnt Mr.

Lincoln claim that hed admit defeat if Dr.

Lloyd got close to him ? But look at him now bloodied and panicking .

Seems like someones tempers flaring ! Ivan roared mid attack , Shut up ! If I dont tear this kid into pieces today , Ill never live it down !