Lord Of Martial Arts

Suddenly, Lindsay understood what Darren meant.

Wilson had said that the evil spirit could conceal itself in people's bodies, but it could not read their memories. If she was unable to answer Darren's question, that would mean that she was the evil spirit.

"How dare you doubt me?! I should have cut you into pieces so that Jeremy could have had a nice meal," Lindsay growled angrily.

Hearing this, Darren knew that he didn't need to ask about anything else. She said something that only the real Lindsay would know about.

"Haha! Don't be angry. Let me ask them one by one," Darren said, smiling sheepishly.

"You're such an idiot! I don't want to see you. Leave me alone."

Darren shook his head helplessly. He looked at Jefferson next to him. "Jefferson, you have known Wilson for several years. Why don't you ask him a few questions?"

"Very well, sir," Jefferson said as he walked up to Wilson.

"Wilson, do you still remember who defeated you and let you join our forces back then?" Jefferson was referring to the time when the eighteen forces of the forest were built.

"Of course I remember. At that time, it was Burke who suppressed me and threatened me to become his subordinate."

"That's right. Do you remember that I once killed a good friend of yours? What was his name?" Jefferson asked indifferently.

Wilson frowned and went silent.

All eyes were on Wilson.

"Wilson, answer. If you don't, I'm afraid we will have no other choice but to kill you," Finley said coldly.

Tensions rose as Wilson continued to stay silent. However, at the last minute, his face broke into a grin. "Jefferson, you're fooling me, right? I have a lot of friends, but no good friends. Let me make it clear to you. The man you killed—he does not exist."

"Yes, good!" Jefferson said and nodded his head. Everyone around them let out sighs of relief. Wilson had gotten the answer correctly. It seemed that Wilson wasn't the evil spirit.

Darren turned around and looked at Finley.

"I met you when you entered the Ancient Void Battlefield. At that time, you were as weak as a little chicken." Finley

et out."

A hostile voice rang out through everyone's mind.

"Sir, I want to ask you a favor. Could you please let go of the boy with the black eyes? He is my brother," Darren pleaded.

"Your brother? Are you kidding me?" The man laughed. "You are just a little Defiant Master. You'll never have such a brother."

Hearing this, Darren was stunned.

"Sir, he is my sworn brother. Please let me take care of him. I will be greatly indebted to you," Darren said sincerely.

"Get out of my sight now, or I will be very upset and withdraw my hospitality!"

"Sir! As a great warrior, aren't you ashamed of bullying a child?" Darren asked.

"You ungrateful little bastard! I've told you to get out. You've made me angry. Let's see just how strong you are!"

Crack!

A lightning chain appeared in front of Darren.

Bang!

The strike from the lightning chain numbed Darren, and he felt a sharp pain in his meridians. The lightning chain also attempted to attack his soul, and this greatly terrified Darren.

He subconsciously activated the God Character in his brain.

Darren's God Character linked with the lightning chain and went with it as it wrapped around Darren's body.

Crack, crack!

Under the effect of Darren's God Character, the lightning chain dissolved into nothingness.

"What? I can't believe this!"

A roar shook the earth as Darren freed himself from the lightning chain.