Chapter 253

The strike was incredibly vicious, carrying the full force of the Weller family elder's fifty years of martial arts training. To experienced fighters like Finley and other experts in the crowd, the attack's lethal intent was unmistakable.

Finley smirked. "This kid might have some skills, but he's hit a wall now. The fighter is obviously at least a junior grandmaster. Andrew couldn't possibly dodge that!"

Down below, Lauren's expression tightened. She turned to Eunice and said, "Alert our people—if anything happens to Dr. Lloyd, we intervene immediately."

"How do you plan to defend against my decades of refined combat experience?" the Weller family elder sneered. "Your arrogance comes with a price!"

Many spectators instinctively covered their eyes, unable to watch what was coming. The elder's attack was beyond human limits, distorting the very air around them.

Yet Andrew remained perfectly calm as he watched the thunderous palm strike approach. While others saw an overwhelming display of power, it seemed pathetically weak to him.

In a flash, Andrew raised his right hand, without even looking at his opponent, and delivered his own strike. His movement lacked warning signs or dramatic flair, appearing deceptively ordinary.

When the two forces collided with a dull thud, an invisible wave of energy rippled through the elder's body. Seven of the elder's ribs cracked instantly, and his striking arm was nearly crushed.

Blood rushed to the elder's face as he stood motionless on the stage, his weathered features twitching. The spectators stood dumbfounded, unable to believe the fight was over after a single exchange.

Finley furrowed his brow, sensing something amiss. His mind, however, refused to accept what he was seeing.

Meanwhile, Andrew casually dusted off his clothes and began walking off the stage as if nothing had happened.

"Andrew, you think you can just leave?" Harvey shouted anxiously.

Andrew glanced back with a cold look. "Why don't you try to stop me?"

Harvey trembled but did not dare move. Instead, he called out to the elder, "Stop him! I want him torn to pieces today!"

The elder's body shook as Harvey continued to rage, "What are you waiting for? Stop this bastard! Does he think the Weller family is some roadside inn he can just walk in and out of?"

Fighting back the blood rising in his throat, the elder's lips quivered. "Let him go!"

"What did you say?" Harvey asked in disbelief.

The elder growled, "I said, let him go!"

Before Harvey could respond, the elder turned and rushed toward the back hall. As he passed through the crowd, he could no longer contain himself. He vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

When Harvey caught up and saw this, he was so shocked he nearly fainted.