Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1003

Chapter 1003

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With both palms slamming forward, Andrew unleashed a terrifying force, blasting straight at lan and Ted like a crashing tidal wave.

Blood splattered, and screams pierced the air. One of the elders, who had actually reached peak grandmaster level, was sent flying with blood gushing from his mouth–completely overwhelmed.

In just one move, Andrew had struck both of them down effortlessly.

Harvey’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. He could hardly believe it–those two elders were the backbone of the Weller family, and they were taken down just like that.

With just one strike, both were defeated.

The rest of the Weller family, who had started charging forward, immediately froze. Fear took hold, and they backed away in panic, too afraid to even try another step.”

Even Quinton narrowed his eyes, frowning as he glanced at Andrew. He wondered if Andrew had already surpassed the grandmaster level. If so, did that mean he had reached the level of a semi–martial king?

No. That was impossible.

Andrew came from Jayrodale—a backwater place. How could someone from there ever compare to him, Quinton?

Quinton had spent his entire life training under strict discipline, receiving elite family guidance, endless resources, and rare medicinal herbs. There was no way someone from a rural dump could match him.

He could only assume the Weller elders looked tough but were useless in a real fight.

Andrew walked over to the fallen Harvey, towering above him like a shadow. His expression was calm and emotionless as he said, “Get on your knees.”

Harvey trembled all over, his eyes bloodshot as he roared, “Andrew, don’t push it!”

Without a word, Andrew stomped his foot down on Harvey’s head, smashing his face into the dirt like he was nothing.

“Harvey, this right here–this is the gap between you and me now. Do you see it? So kneel and remember it. Next time you see me, you better keep your head down.”

Andrew’s voice was smooth and cold, but to Harvey, it sounded like the devil whispering straight into his soul.

“I’ll kneel… I’ll kneel!” he choked out, forcing the words through clenched teeth.