Chapter 764 - Beating Up Miyamoto Masaki!

No one expected Miyamoto Masaki to execute his ex-wife in public right before his deathmatch with Jordan!

And he even used such a cruel method!

Miyamoto Masaki’s beautiful wife’s head rolled to Jordan’s feet. Seeing the dead expression on her beautiful face, Jordan felt an indescribable pain in his heart!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

It was apparent that Miyamoto Masaki did not feel any heartache for killing his wife. Instead, he said fiercely, “This is what happens to women who betray me! Jordan, I’m not as useless as you. Hailey betrayed you, but you didn’t kill her! You’re not a man!”

Jordan looked at Miyamoto Masaki, who was laughing maniacally, but there was no joy in his laughter. Jordan commented. “Miyamoto Masaki, you’re really a pitiful man!”

“B*stard! What did you say!” Miyamoto Masaki shouted angrily.

Jordan said, “Even the most ordinary men in this world can kill women, let alone powerful men like you and I. I didn’t kill Hailey, but that doesn’t mean I’m soft-hearted or incompetent. It’s because I did love her once! How can you be so ruthless to a woman you once loved?!

“Besides, I heard that your wife’s ancestor saved your family. He’s your family’s savior. How can you be so ungrateful? Miyamoto Masaki, you are the one who deserves to die!”

Miyamoto Masaki glared at Jordan. “Cut the crap! In short, anyone who offends me must die! Whether it’s a man or a woman, whether she once loved me or an ancestor saved me! Jordan, I can’t wait to kill you. Hurry up and sign this deathmatch contract!”

Jordan returned, “Very well. I can’t wait either.”

Miyamoto Masaki and Jordan both signed the deathmatch contract and pressed their thumbprints.

The two of them faced each other. Jordan said, “Before long, you will wish you had died in the tsunami like Park Chan-young.”

Miyamoto Masaki was furious. “You’re still putting up an act even when you’re about to die! Die!”

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Miyamoto Masaki rushed forward and pounced on Jordan, pushing him to the ground!

“What speed!”

Chairman Rong couldn’t help exclaiming. There was a sizable distance between Miyamoto Masaki and Jordan. However, Miyamoto Masaki was like a cheetah. With a whoosh, he pounced on Jordan, giving him no time to react.

Miyamoto Masaki used his domineering strength to press Jordan under him.

“Hahaha, Jordan, I’m going to smash your head until it goes through this floor!”

Miyamoto Masaki raised his right fist to punch Jordan’s head.

Miyamoto Chujiro, Park Sang-jun and Park Sang-cheol all smiled.

But Jordan’s mother shouted in panic, “No!”

Lota also held her breath. She was very nervous, but she believed that Jordan would not lose to Miyamoto Masaki.

“Is this guy going to die?”

Geng Weilun crossed his legs as he watched the fight with interest.

“Go to hell!”

Boom!

Miyamoto Masaki threw a powerful punch at Jordan’s face.

“Ah!”

The ladies covered their faces again, afraid that they would see a bloody scene like earlier.

However, no blood flowed out this time.

Bang!

Jordan extended his right hand and caught Miyamoto Masaki’s fist with his right palm.

Everyone was shocked, including Miyamoto Masaki himself.

“How is that possible? How did he withstand my punch?”

Miyamoto Masaki knew very well that he had used all his strength in this punch. Its power was terrifying. Blocking it with one hand was like an ant trying to stop a charging chariot!

However, Jordan did so and caught his punch.

“You immoral b*stard. You launched a sneak attack!”

This b*stard had pounced on Jordan when the match had not officially started yet.

Bang!

Jordan kicked Miyamoto Masaki away.

Bang!

Miyamoto Masaki flew to the spectator area and crashed into several seats.

“Jordan is so handsome!”

Lota cried out in joy. Jordan’s parents finally smiled in relief.

“Interesting. I knew this kid wouldn’t die so easily.” Chairman Rong smiled.

Park Sang-jun grew very anxious. “Masaki, beat him! Don’t give him a chance to breathe. Kill him immediately!”

Growing increasingly embarrassed, Miyamoto Masaki immediately rushed towards Jordan!

“I’m going to smash your stomach in!”

Miyamoto Masaki kept punching Jordan’s upper body.

Bang bang bang bang bang…

Jordan did not dodge and allowed Miyamoto Masaki to punch him more than ten times.

Miyamoto Masaki was dumbfounded: ‘How is that possible? How can you withstand it?!’

Miyamoto Masaki’s strength was extremely domineering. Ordinary people could not withstand even a single punch from him. However, Jordan barely flinched!

Actually, Jordan did feel pain. After all, Miyamoto Masaki had taken an upgraded version of the strength-enhancing medicine and was very powerful.

“I have allowed you to punch me 11 times. It’s my turn now.”

Bang!

Jordan’s first punch made Miyamoto Masaki take a step back. He then quickly threw a couple more punches!

“Argh! It hurts! What domineering power!”

Miyamoto Masaki realized that Jordan’s strength surpassed his!

“Impossible. My strength-enhancing medicine is already at its peak level. Unless he’s using the Mirakuru serum, he can’t possibly defeat me!”

Miyamoto Masaki tried to block Jordan, but the fourth punch still came.

Jordan skillfully lowered his own body and punched out a fifth time!

“Pfft!”

At the fifth punch, Miyamoto Masaki couldn’t bear it anymore and vomited blood!

“Oh sh*t, Miyamoto Masaki’s defense is broken! Every punch he receives from now on will be several times more lethal!” Park Sang-cheol was becoming worried for Miyamoto Masaki.

Actually, Miyamoto Masaki’s defense was already very powerful. For an ordinary man, Jordan could have killed him with a single punch!

Miyamoto Masaki did not die even after taking five to six punches from him.

Seeing that his son was bleeding, Miyamoto Chujiro’s heart ached. He stood up and said, “Son, there’s no need to bother about rules with trash like Jordan. Just kill him with a knife!”

Miyamoto Chujiro could tell that Jordan had used some unknown method to surpass his son in strength and defense. If this continued, his son would lose.

This was the Miyamoto family’s territory. He had to do something to tip things in their favor.

Hearing this, Lota was the first to stand up and protest. “We agreed on a fair duel. How can you let your son use a weapon? I object!”

Miyamoto Chujiro snorted. “I don’t care that you might be my future daughter-in-law, nor do I care about your current status. No one is allowed to hurt my son in this battle! Son, kill him with a knife!”

Miyamoto Masaki had already been handed a samurai sword!