With just a palm strike, I dissipated Adam Brooks's fierce attack and even knocked him to the ground!
Lying on the ground, Adam Brooks had blood spilling from his mouth, and I could see he felt a sharp recurring pain in his chest!
"Blair Brooks!" Commander Powell quickly stood up, his face filled with anxiety.
"No need to worry, he has just broken a few ribs." I took a sip of tea and said lightly.
Commander Powell's face turned sour, and with a tinge of displeasure, he said, "Tyler, even if you want to prove yourself, there is no need to be so cruel, is there?"
I furrowed my brows, just about to speak, when Adam Brooks from afar suddenly shouted, "Commander Powell! This has nothing to do with Mr. Thomas, I am completely convinced!"
Afterwards, despite the pain, Adam Brooks managed to get up from the ground and gave me a bow, "Mr. Thomas, I was indeed rude just now, I hope you can forgive me."
This surprised me; Adam's attitude before and after the duel was like night and day.
