"From the moment they step into our base looking for trouble, their fate is sealed… and it’s gonna be ugly!" Around them, the soldiers started whispering and pointing, their confidence in Xavier practically overflowing. Leslie gave a small nod, a smile tugging at her lips. After all, Xavier was the most promising talent under Luna’s command. She also knew that he wanted to pursue Luna romantically.

Sure, the gap between them was wide, but Xavier’s talent and skill in martial arts were undeniable. Otherwise, he would not have the qualifications to be one of Luna’s suitors.

Luna always had a way of turning Blumedale’s top talents into her own soldiers.

Andrew originally had a chance to become Luna’s right-hand man. Unfortunately, the arrogant bastard did not know what was good for him and repeatedly refused Luna’s offer.

So, if he ended up getting wrecked today, Leslie believed it was entirely on him. He had it coming.

“Xavier, they’re looking down on us here, so it’s up to you to restore the General’s honor!” Leslie fanned the flames.

She wanted Xavier to beat Andrew into the dirt and grind his arrogance down until he was nothing but a joke. That way, they could thoroughly crush Andrew’s arrogance and edge.

Hearing Leslie’s words, the blood in Xavier’s body began to boil. Yes, he needed to show his real skills and make Andrew wish he were dead!

This would not only avenge the Haywoods’ blood feud but also give him a chance to show off in front of Luna.

When Luna returned and learned that he had beaten the hell out of Andrew at the base, knowing her personality, she might be so pleased that she would flash him that stunning smile.

Xavier planted both hands on the ground and flipped upside down in one smooth motion. His legs struck downward, wave after wave pounding toward Andrew’s upper body.

Long-arm boxing, traditional boxing, leg techniques, and military combat boxing – these highly practical and lethal martial arts flowed together in a dazzling display that was quite spectacular to watch.

They were sharp, powerful, and incredibly flashy.

Even Leslie nodded approvingly; Xavier at this moment truly had a certain graceful flair. In the entire base, aside from Luna, even she herself would not be Xavier’s match.

Rachel’s palms were sweating. “Mr. Keller, is Mr. Logan really gonna hold out?”

Logan looked tense but gave a cold grin. “Relax. Andy’s just getting started. You’ve only seen the tip of the iceberg. Forget Xavier. Even if Luna herself showed up, Andy wouldn’t back down.”

Rachel looked stunned. “That’s a bit much, isn’t it? Ms. Phelan’s a Major General.”

Logan scoffed. “So what if she is? I’ll admit, I’m nothing in front of her. But Andy? He’s a damn monster. He’s the best of the best. Whether others believe it or not, I couldn’t care less. I believe it with everything I’ve got.”

Andrew clapped his left hand against Xavier’s incoming sidekick, deflecting the blow. At the same time, he reached with his right hand, trying to grab Xavier’s ankle.

“Nice try!” Xavier sneered, spinning on the ground like a top, moving faster and faster.

As soon as Andrew’s hand got close, it was repelled by the spinning motion! “Give you an inch and you take a mile!”

Andrew was getting impatient. He bent his fingers into a strange formation and thrust viciously toward the spinning Xavier.

“Shifting Stars – that’s the core of Holtrien martial arts. Too bad the version you’re using is a watered-down imitation.”

Andrew finally lost his patience. He bent his fingers into a strange pattern and thrust viciously toward the spinning Xavier.

If any knowledgeable expert had been present, they would have been horrified. This was the opening stance of the Dragon-Slaying Palm technique, an ultimate skill of the Lloyds royal family from Chetvine.

It meant that Andrew was getting serious.