Lord Of Martial Arts

"How dare you say that my fiance is mediocre? What right do you have?" Linda asked coldly.

"What are you talking about, Linda?"

Many of the young talents felt their heart break with the way Linda, their dream lover, insisted on defending this weak man.

"Is this man intimidating you? Don't be afraid, Linda. Just tell me and I will help you!"

"Yeah, Linda. This man doesn't deserve you! Look at me. I'm handsomer and more powerful than he is. Come with me instead!"

Linda laughed in contempt for them and said, "I know that all of you are only after my looks, so I don't think any of you deserve me. And anyway, my fiance must be unparalleled in power. Who among you can match that qualification?"

"Don't be too arrogant, Linda. Why would you think that no one deserves you? Everyone here is superbly talented in their own right. How ridiculous! Do you really think you are that special?" Dissatisfaction began to run among the crowd because of Linda's words.

Most of the people present are well-known geniuses since they were young. Many of them even had countless suitors, so none of them would stand being ridiculed.

Linda laughed and smiled at them with indifference. "If all of you are as talented as you claim to be, then why are you after me then? If you still have shame, go for someone else. I've had enough of you disgusting bugs!"

"Well, even if you don't like anyone here, you still don't have to go after such a loser, right? You're only humiliating yourself," a woman said.

This enraged Linda. "You bitch! How dare you call him loser?" She was so angry that she wanted to slap the stupid woman.

Before she could do anything, Darren stopped her and took a step forward. He had been silent this whole time.

"You called me a loser, so then what should I do so that I won't be one? Please teach me," he said, almost sarcastically.

"It would be useless to teach you. People have insulted you and your woman, and yet you have done nothing. Doesn't that make you a loser?" This woman had heavy make-up on her face. It brought out the disdain in her eyes as she looked at Darren.

"I admit that what you said make sense. I ca

ther must show respect to my father. So who do you think you are? You're just a nobody so you mustn't be too arrogant."

Rudy didn't bother hiding his rage with the way Darren behaved towards his father. The latter was ill-mannered, and he ought to be called out for it.

"Well, it seems like you are from a respectable position. Is your father one of the four greatest holy warriors?"

"This is interesting. It seems like this young man doesn't even know my name and my identity," the middle-aged man said, looking curious by this.

"You brat, the man in front of you is Kingsley. Besides the four greatest holy warriors, he is the only six-tribulation senior holy warrior in the eighteen cities. No one dares disrespect him! You're courting death with your foolishness," someone from the crowd shouted.

"Uncle Kingsley, what brings you here? This is a party for young people. If we have disturbed you, I apologize. We are leaving now. My father will like to invite you to drink some other day," Linda said, politely.

For some reason, her face had changed dramatically since the man's arrival. She had realized that she was in trouble this time, and the worst thing that could happen right now was Darren losing his life because of her.

"Linda, you become more and more beautiful every time I see you. I won't keep you any longer if you're in a hurry, but this young man must stay."

Linda's face paled when she heard this.