The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 220 Arrogant Woods Before Daniel could finish his remark, Jessica twisted hard at his waist.

"Ouch!" Daniel yelped in pain.

"What was that for?" "You dare call'woman'? Looks like someone's itching for a beating." "Aren't you a woman?" "I'll kill you!" Jessica pinched Daniel's side again, causing another cry of pain from him. Holding his gaze with her teasing smile, Jessica asked, "Can't I make decisions for you?" "Of course you can," Daniel agreed without hesitation, wincing at the possibility of more pain.

On the outskirts of New York, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, lay an enclosed area previously used as a training ground and now owned by Martial Club United. It's where the club's presidential elections were held, with competitions conducted on a stage twice the size of a football field.

Standing in the middle of this colossal stage was a man with the physique of a tiger, his hands adorned with steel claws as sharp as talons, glinting dangerously in the light. He was Woods, ranked seventh among The 72, and these claws were known for tearing out the hearts of his adversaries.

The club allowed for the use of cold weapons in the competition, and participants could bring their own.

Woods flaunted his vicious claws and shouted arrogantly, "Who dares to challenge me? If no one steps up, then the position of president of Martial Club United will be mine!" Club masters from other factions all knew Woods was a fearscontender. Their worried glances darted about, but no one dared approach the stage.

At that moment, Ethan stepped up. Bouncing onto the stage, he declared, "I challenge you!" Before he could finish his sentence, Woods lashed out with a claw, aiming for Ethan's chest. Ethan stumbled back just in tto avoid the first deadly swipe.

After narrowly evading the initial assault, Woods's second strike almost hit. Ethan had no room to dodge and could only retaliate with a kick. But against Woods's quick claw, it was no match. The claw clamped onto Ethan's leg, then with a pull and twist...

Snap! With a crisp break, Woods had snapped Ethan's leg. Ethan collapsed onto the stage, clutching his leg, howling in pain.

"Anyone else dares to challenge me?" Woods bellowed after delivering a chilling warning. Ethan was one of the top four in Martial Club United, yet Woods had broken his leg with a single move. Who would dare to follow that? With Woods's strength, challenging him could spell death for anyone. Seeing no volunteers, Woods's swagger grew. "If you can't beatalone, group up! I'll allow you to team up and challenge me! All of you Martial Club United weaklings, even a hundred of you couldn't face me. I can knock all of you down! If you're all cowards, if none of you dare face me, then I, Woods, will be your president. Henceforth, everyone in Martial Club United will follow my orders. Anyone who defieswill die!" Chapter 220 Arrogant Woods Before Daniel could finish his remark, Jessica twisted hard at his waist.

"Ouch!" Daniel yelped in pain.

"What was that for?" "You dare call'woman'? Looks like someone's itching for a beating." "Aren't you a woman?" "I'll kill you!" Jessica pinched Daniel's side again, causing another cry of pain from him. Holding his gaze with her teasing smile, Jessica asked, "Can't I make decisions for you?" "Of course you can," Daniel agreed without hesitation, wincing at the possibility of more pain.

On the outskirts of New York, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, lay an enclosed area previously used as a training ground and now owned by Martial Club United. It's where the club's presidential elections were held, with competitions conducted on a stage twice the size of a football field.

Standing in the middle of this colossal stage was a man with the physique of a tiger, his handsom adorned with steel claws as sharp as talons; glinting dangerously in the light. He was Woods, ranked seventh among The 72, and these claws were known for tearing out the hearts of his adversaries. The club allowed for the use of cold weapons in the competition, and participants could bring their own. Woods flaunted his vicious claws and shouted arrogantly, "Who dares to challenge me? If no one steps up, then the position of president of Martial Club United will be mine!" Club masters from other factions all knew Woods was a fearscontender. Their worried glances darted about, but no one dared approach the stage.

At that moment, Ethan stepped up. Bouncing onto the stage, he declared, "I challenge you!" Before he could finish his sentence, Woods lashed out with a claw, aiming for Ethan's chest. Ethan stumbled back just in tto avoid the first deadly swipe.

After narrowly evading the initial assault, Woods's second strike almost hit. Ethan had ng room ton dodge and could only retaliate with a kick. But against Woods's quick claw, it was no match. The claw clamped onto Ethan's leg, then with a pull and twist... Snap! With a crisp break, Woods had snapped Ethan's leg. Ethan collapsed onto the stage, clutching his leg, howling in pain.

"Anyone else dares to challenge me?" Woods bellowed after delivering a chilling warning. Ethan was one of the top four in Martial Club United, yet Woods had broken his leg with a single move. Who would dare to follow that?

With Woods's strength, challenging him could spell death for anyone. Seeing no volunteers, Woods's swagger grew. "If you can't beatalone, group up! I'll allow you to team up and challenge me! All of you Martial Club United weaklings, even a hundred of you couldn't face me. I can knock all of you down! If you're all cowards, if none of you dare face me, then I, Woods, will be your president. Henceforth, everyone in Martial Club United will follow my orders. Anyone who defieswill die!" X