Out of the darkness, a burst of scorching fire exploded out of nowhere.

Andrew’s Inferno Strike grew more refined, and he could feel himself brushing against the barrier that led to the third stage. Once he broke through, the Inferno Strike would reach its ultimate form.

The Eastonian assassin was startled, clearly intimidated by the power of Inferno Strike. However, he was no ordinary fighter. His twin blades danced in front of him, scattering into a storm of steel.

The crisscrossing energy formed a dense net, and though it shattered under Andrew’s power, it bought him just enough time to retreat.

Before he could even catch his breath, Andrew’s cold voice echoed in his ear. “Take off your mask and surrender now, or I’ll send you straight to hell.”

Rage flared in the assassin’s eyes as his blades cut out two gleaming arcs, but Andrew’s figure was already gone.

The next instant, Andrew was right in front of him, his fists crashing down one after another with increasing ferocity. At such close range, long blades were useless; only daggers mattered.

Nonetheless, the assassin’s skill still ran deep. His twin swords guarded every inch before him with flawless defense.

Eastonian assassins were known for ghostlike speed, and this one was no exception. However, speed often came at the cost of raw strength, and outside of legendary exceptions, most of them shared that weakness.

Even though he clearly had martial saint-level combat power and could easily mow down martial kings, Andrew was not a pitiful martial king; he was a freak who could kill a martial emperor outright.

After throwing nearly a hundred punches, the Eastonian assassin’s twin blades had turned red-hot like branding irons. This was the intense heat from Andrew’s Inferno Strike, with temperatures rising wave after wave, making his blade surfaces scalding hot.

Even so, this was not the most deadly aspect. The most fatal part was that Andrew’s punches came like ocean waves.

After the first wave, the second wave would be even fiercer. Following this pattern, the third wave would surpass the second. By the hundredth wave, the force had become unstoppable.

With a muffled grunt, the assassin finally broke and spat out blood. His entire body felt as if it had been pulled from flames, with searing pain throughout every limb and joint. His gracefully wielded twin blades flew from his hands with a clang and embedded straight into a nearby residential building.

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Andrew lowered his hands and stared at him coldly. “If I didn’t need to find out where those bastards from Chetvine are right now, I could have killed you just moments ago! Now, do you submit or not?”

The Eastonian assassin’s eyes burned with resentment, clearly humiliated. He shouted coldly, raised his fists, and continued charging at Andrew.

Andrew could not help but sneer. “Stubborn fool! Since that’s how it is, I’ll break both your legs first!”

The two exchanged punches and kicks, but Andrew quickly grabbed his shoulders and captured him in just a few moves.

This also showed that this assassin’s skills were mainly in those two blades. Without his weapons, his combat effectiveness plummeted. However, at this moment, the pinned assassin suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth.

Andrew’s eyes narrowed as he pulled back and retreated. A hidden weapon shot from the assassin’s mouth, aimed straight at his eyeball.

Then again, no matter how fast the hidden weapon was, it still was not faster than Andrew.

It stopped just three centimeters from his eye and could not get any closer!

Finally, Andrew raised his hand and caught the hidden weapon. Looking at it, he saw it was a diamond-shaped blade.

The Eastonian assassin regained his freedom and leaped onto the rooftop of a nearby house with a single stomp. Then, he began using his movement techniques to try to escape.

Andrew watched his escape with an expressionless face. Finally, he hurled the blade in his hand forward.

The blade, infused with his massive energy, shot out like a bullet with a whoosh.