Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1949

Andrew did not need anyone to tell him how to handle the fight. The moment Victoria moved, he lunged into action. He kicked the table hard, sending the tabletop flipping through the air toward Scarlett.

"You little brat, no matter how strong you are, you're dying today!" Scarlett snarled, smashing her fists into the table and shattering it into splinters.

However, Andrew's target was not her. Using the momentum from that quick strike, he whipped a roundhouse kick straight toward Walter's waist.

Walter had already been rattled when Victoria yanked him earlier, and now, with Andrew's lethal strike coming at him, he barely had time to shout, "Bradley, help!"

A sharp hum sliced through the air. It was the vibrating sound of a steel blade cutting through the atmosphere.

A matte blade came down toward Andrew's face, forcing him to pull his kick back at the very last second.

Victoria's calm voice covered the entire battlefield. "Andrew, be careful of this Driscoll family's top lapdog. When he's armed, his strength jumps up a level, and he can already compete with martial saints."

The Driscoll family's top lapdog was naturally Bradley. He was a martial king at his peak, just a step away from becoming a martial saint, and a notorious name in Gabo Creek.

Holding his steel blade upright, Bradley raised both arms high, controlling Andrew from a distance. He did not attack; he just kept circling Andrew with the blade raised.

This was an extremely sophisticated group fighting technique. When he wasn't striking, it was fine, but when he did, those strikes would definitely target Andrew's vital points.

At this moment, Andrew was already caught in Scarlett's fierce assault. Whenever he tried to counterattack aggressively and Scarlett could not handle it, Bradley would thrust forward with his blade, forcing Andrew to defend himself.

On Victoria's side, her palms clashed directly with Matthias.

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