Chapter 15: You Don't Like Me, Do You?

Elsewhere, inside an Audi. "Holy shit, dude, you're too awesome, one against fifty! And you still won, you must be a martial arts master! Did you practice some Peerless Divine Skill, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Heavenly Flying Immortal or something?" Benjamin asked excitedly. He swore, watching Jonathan fight made his blood boil, he wished he could be the one fighting. "I haven't practiced that stuff, but what is a martial arts master? They're nothing in front of me." "Really? Can you teach...