Chapter 2496: Chapter 2496: Beaumont Family

Before taking action, the man had already drawn everyone’s attention by kicking away the Martial Artist beside him.

Now, as he threw the teacup, everyone in the teahouse watched intently.

A few people recognized Iwan Martinez.

They knew how formidable this guy was.

Now that two strong opponents were about to fight, everyone was eager to watch.

After all, top-level fighters were rare.

And top-level fighters rarely fought like this.

The teacup spun rapidly, flying toward Iwan Martinez with great speed and force.

Iwan Martinez raised his head, still maintaining his posture with both hands holding the sword.

"You can buy me a drink, but tea is out of the question."

He shook his head without making any move.

Crack!

The teacup exploded directly half a meter in front of him!

Tea splattered everywhere.

"You’ve got some skills." The man stood up, drew the gold-forged sword at his waist, and said coldly, "But if you don’t drink this young master’s tea, you’re disrespecting me."

"What face do you have?" Iwan Martinez took two steps forward, pointed at the man with one hand, and said, "If you can offer me the best wine, I’ll spare your miserable life."

He had been out for a long time without tasting good wine.

Iwan Martinez liked wine because getting drunk allowed him to forget everything.

As if everything that happened before was just a dream.

Days without wine were worse than death.

"You’re too arrogant!" The man, humiliated, gritted his teeth and said, "My surname is Beaumont, you might not have heard the name Natan Beaumont, but you must know my uncle, Faust Beaumont?"

Faust Beaumont had made rapid progress by acquiring the Lotus Shadow of the Zodiac!

He had been running rampant in the martial arts world with great fame recently.

The Beaumont Family formally entered the world, becoming a very strong power in martial arts.

Natan Beaumont, as Faust Beaumont’s nephew, had learned the content of the Lotus Shadow, and now was unbelievably arrogant.

His conduct was tyrannical, and his methods were extremely ruthless.

Along the way, he had killed no fewer than ten Martial Artists.

Being humiliated now, Natan Beaumont naturally couldn’t bear it.

"All trash, I haven’t heard of a single one." Iwan Martinez was in a good mood, so he was willing to chat with Natan Beaumont. "You have two minutes, if I haven’t tasted good wine in those two minutes, I assure you, you’ll die a terrible death."

All he wanted was to drink wine now.

As for killing?

He would consider it after drinking more.

Iwan Martinez didn’t care about killing people or not.

He had killed so many, he was almost numb.

No sense of accomplishment, no guilt, no thrill of taking a life.

It seemed he was born to kill.

Killing was just life; it was his entire life.

"Then try my strength!" Humiliated in front of everyone, Natan Beaumont rushed forward in fury, throwing his sword scabbard!

"Weak and powerless, like a woman."

Iwan Martinez lightly chuckled and raised his hand with a sword.

The wooden sword struck the golden sword scabbard, sending it flying and pinning it into a nearby pillar.

Natan Beaumont, wielding the golden sword, used the steps learned from the Lotus Shadow of the Zodiac, and with full concentration, thrust out!

He wanted to kill the arrogant guy in front of him!

In this teahouse, only one person could be pretentious, and that was himself!

Clang!

Iwan Martinez countered with one sweeping strike.

The wooden sword collided with the golden sword and spun at an incredible angle.

Bam!

The next moment, Iwan Martinez’s sword hilt struck Natan Beaumont’s chest!

The arrogant scion of the Beaumont Family flew out like a kite, smashing into the tables in the teahouse.

Natan Beaumont spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He was a Beaumont Family disciple!

And he had also learned the secret technique taught by Faust Beaumont, with skyrocketing abilities.

But even so, had he been killed in one move?

"Trash! Truly disgraceful!"

Nearby, True Monarch Nine Nether couldn’t help but curse: "Useless!"

The martial arts of the Lotus Shadow of the Zodiac was all left by him.

This was the Ancient Martial Path, completely different from what everyone practiced now.

So the moment Natan Beaumont made his move, True Monarch Nine Nether knew that this guy was learning the secret technique from the Lotus Shadow of the Zodiac.

Such a secret technique, yet defeated in one move.

True Monarch Nine Nether felt truly ashamed!

"Trash!"

He couldn’t help but curse again.

"Who the hell are you calling a punk?" Natan Beaumont stood up in anger, pointing at True Monarch Nine Nether and cursing, "Do you believe I’ll hack you to pieces?"

He was in a rage, humiliated, with no place to vent.

Since someone without a sense of life and death crashed into the muzzle, he didn’t mind taking action, taking this guy down to regain some face!

"I’m saying, you’re fucking trash!" True Monarch Nine Nether retorted without mercy: "A dog I raised back in the day was a hundred times better than you!"

Having studied the content in the Lotus Shadow of the Zodiac, yet still so weak, it felt like a slap in the face to True Monarch Nine Nether.

Did he have no dignity?

"You’re looking for death!" Natan Beaumont, enraged, picked up the golden sword and aimed it at True Monarch Nine Nether!

"If I said you’re trash, and you’re still not convinced?" True Monarch Nine Nether dodged sideways, grabbing Natan Beaumont’s wrist with one hand, and swung him fiercely towards Iwan Martinez!

"Ouch!"

Natan Beaumont cried out in misery, shooting across the room.

Iwan Martinez didn’t even look; he flicked the wooden sword—

Thump!

The once arrogant Natan Beaumont was flipped over, landing on the ground dead with no chance to struggle.

Iwan Martinez acted like nothing happened, holding the wooden sword as he sat in the spot where Natan Beaumont had sat before, patting the table and asking, "Is there any wine?"

He hadn’t drunk wine for too long.

He was very weary.

"You... you killed our young master of the Beaumont Family..."

Natan Beaumont’s followers stood there, momentarily at a loss.

The Beaumont Family’s momentum was strong recently, and whoever encountered them would treat them courteously.

Even if they fought, they would never deal a lethal blow.

But now, Natan Beaumont was lying dead in the teahouse.

"I didn’t kill him, I just flicked a sword to prevent something from hitting me. As for the killer..."

Iwan Martinez pointed to True Monarch Nine Nether: "He threw the man over, you can check if it was him."

After speaking, he placed the wooden sword on a Beaumont Family member’s neck and asked, "Is there any wine?"

"Prepare to die..."

Slash!

Iwan Martinez swung the sword down.

The wooden sword was stained with blood.

The Beaumont Family follower fell to the ground.

They couldn’t believe that someone would truly kill a Beaumont Family member.

"Without wine, what’s the point of living?" Iwan Martinez sighed, sitting on the table in utter despair.

But at this moment, Julius Reed, at the table next to him, grabbed True Monarch Nine Nether’s hand and whispered, "Be careful, those from the Beaumont Family are coming."

"The Beaumont Family?" True Monarch Nine Nether closed his eyes, sensing the changes around him. "Such clever means, to hide themselves."

"Yes, they’re hunters; hiding is their instinct." Julius Reed chuckled lightly, "I tangled with these people before; they’re sly, be cautious."

As the words fell.

The table in front of Iwan Martinez suddenly shattered!

"Wine!"

Iwan Martinez shouted, grabbing the wooden sword with one hand, and swung it fiercely forward!