Chapter 613

At the training grounds of the Doyle family mansion, ten heavily armed elite martial artists were surrounding an unarmed young man.

The man had long, flowing hair and a handsome face with a sharp gaze. His movements were swift and graceful as he effortlessly evaded the attacks from the ten martial artists with his hands clasped behind his back.

What made him more fearsome were the weights he was carrying. Tied all over his body were a bunch of hefty, dark steel weights that could make even the best Divine-level martial artists struggle. Yet the man seemed completely unbothered by the weights as he toyed with the other fighters. The only person who could do something like this was the Doyle family's genius, Terry Doyle!

"N—no more, Mr. Terry. We give up." 30 minutes later, the ten fighters had all collapsed onto the floor, panting and sweating buckets. Each of them was a well-known fighter in the martial arts world, yet even with their combined efforts, they hadn't even been able to