Chapter 1154: Chapter 1154: Reorganizing and Rallying_1 Chapter 1154: Chapter 1154: Reorganizing and Rallying_1 Although Ethan Smith’s primordial spirit was shackled by the chain, making it impossible for him to cultivate.
However, this did not affect Ethan Smith’s comprehension of the Character Fighting Formula!
Because the Character Fighting Formula is just a line of text, similar to enlightennt, it only needs to be understood and doesn’t require the cultivation of qi.
Ultimately, relying on oneself is better than relying on others, so Ethan Smith still pinned his hopes on the Character Fighting Formula.
Simple to say, but extrely difficult to do.
Comprehending the Character Fighting Formula was already incredibly challenging, let alone when in such excruciating pain!
Ethan Smith tried several tis but was unable to ignore the pain, let alone achieve a calm mind.
“It seems that I must first overco this pain…” Ethan Smith thought to himself.
The eight senior officials had fainted from pain several tis, covered in sweat and near-collapse.
So even wanted to self-detonate to end the suffering.
However, under Marc Fraley’s technique, they didn’t even have the ability to do so.
Ethan Smith tried several tis but couldn’t get into the right mindset.
He simply opened his eyes, looking at the eight people.
“The high-ranking mbers of the Capital City Martial Arts Association have fallen to such a miserable state.” Ethan Smith mocked.
“You’ve really brought this disaster upon yourselves.”
Dashiell Garrett clenched his teeth and said, “If it weren’t for you…we wouldn’t be in this situation!”
Ethan Smith was surprised, “What are you talking about? What does it have to do with ?”
Dashiell Garrett opened his mouth to speak but fainted from the pain.
“Shit, hurry up and say it, don’t pretend to be dead,” Ethan Smith couldn’t help but curse.
But Dashiell Garrett was motionless, like a corpse.
“Please, let die…let die….” one of the senior officials wailed, appearing to no longer be able to bear the pain.
Seeing their plight, Ethan Smith was beyond happy.
“It’s a pity I can’t record this; otherwise, I’d let Emily watch.” Ethan Smith thought to himself.
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anwhile, Frederick Cohen and his party had escaped the Second Secret Realm and made their way to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.
To prevent any accidents, the Pavilion Master returned to Heaven Gate first and temporarily dispersed the others.
So chose to go to Proseponia Kingdom; so chose to beco wanderers for the ti being.
As for the Pavilion Master and others, they hurriedly returned to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.
Frederick Cohen was severely injured, but fortunately, the Pavilion Master healed him, and he recovered relatively quickly.
“We have to find a way to save Ethan Smith!” Frederick Cohen didn’t care about his own injuries; his face flushed red with anger.
“Who can we ask for help now? Marc Fraley has reached the mighty realm cultivation level, and no one in the world is his match. How can we save him?” Darnell Bradley said from the side.
Hearing this, Frederick Cohen grabbed him by the collar and angrily said, “So what? Are we just not saving him then? If you’re so scared, get the fuck out of here!”
Darnell Bradley seed a bit helpless, his thin figure like a small chicken in Frederick Cohen’s hand.
“Frederick, don’t worry so much now; that’s not what Darnell ant.” Daphne Green stepped in to diate.
“Then what the fuck does it an!” Frederick Cohen’s eyes were bloodshot, and he roared in anger.
Daphne Green bitterly smiled, “We must save him, but we probably need to think of a more suitable strategy instead of just brute force.”
Hearing this, Frederick Cohen finally let go of Darnell Bradley.
He stord off, saying, “I’m not good at thinking things through, so you guys better hurry up and figure sothing out. If you can’t, I’ll go to the Paramount Mystic Realm and die with him if I have to.”
After dropping these words, Frederick Cohen turned around and went back to his room.
Edward Green scratched his head and said, “Should I play the Guardian again?”
“No use.” The Pavilion Master negated the idea.
“Marc Fraley doesn’t care much for the Guardian.”
“Since the Guardian could appear once, maybe it could appear a second ti.” Jackson Harris suggested.
The Pavilion Master shook his head, “I have a different opinion. Since he appeared in a black robe last ti, it ans he doesn’t want to show his true identity, and he only used it as an opportunity. He won’t reveal himself this ti.”
“Moreover, according to my understanding of him, he will not always protect Ethan Smith; he can even disregard his own wife.” The Pavilion Master spoke solemnly.
There was silence on the scene, with no one daring to speak up.
Everyone had witnessed Marc Fraley’s strength personally. So, who would dare confront him?
By now, Marc Fraley had regained control of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
Sitting in his forr office, Marc Fraley was filled with emotion and satisfaction.
This ti was different from the last.
During his last control of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, he was rely a puppet, but this ti, he truly owned the organization!
Star stood by his side, covered in injuries, apparently having been scorned by Marc Fraley.
“Uncle Star, considering your relationship with my father, I can give you one more chance.” Marc Fraley said indifferently.
Star wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth as if he wanted to ask sothing.
“What? If you have sothing to say, just say it.” Marc Fraley said lightly.
Star hesitated, “Mr. Tenny, what…what did you do to Ethan Smith?”
As soon as these words were spoken, a flash of anger appeared on Marc Fraley’s face!
He slapped Star’s chest fiercely, instantly shattering Star’s ribs!
“It seems you’re pretty concerned.” Marc Fraley said coldly.
“What kind of soup did that kid pour on you? You can’t tell who your master is, can you?”
Star climbed up from the ground, not daring to say another word.
Marc Fraley coldly said, “If I wasn’t in need of manpower right now, I would’ve killed you! I’m telling you, you better not ntion him again, or it won’t be good for anyone.”
Star didn’t say anything more and just hung his head.
“I order you to recruit soldiers and reorganize imdiately.” Marc Fraley said indifferently.
“Also, weren’t there a group of mighty realm cultivators who erged for the Holy Region? Find them all for and have them serve . Otherwise, I’ll kill them all!”
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