Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 856 - : Setting Up the Killing Formation

Chapter 856: Chapter 856: Setting Up the Killing Formation

After sending this message, Ethan Smith lay on his bed and fell into a deep sleep.

He had barely had any rest during this period, so he had a very sound sleep this night.

However, there was a huge uproar on the Martial Arts Forum.

This message instantly swept across the entire world of martial arts.

“Ethan Smith is openly challenging all the great families.”

“Goodness, he’s directly calling out the head of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.”

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“Could it be that this person has already stepped into the realm of the Martial Saint? Otherwise, how could he be so arrogant?”

At the Capital City Martial Arts Association, Marc Fraley also saw this message.

His face was full of anger, his forehead bulging with veins.

“Damn it!” Marc Fraley threw his phone hard on the ground.

“This Ethan Smith, calling out my name, openly provoking me!”

“I’m going to kill him right now, I must slaughter him!”

Seeing the enraged Marc, Channing couldn’t help but tremble.

“Young Master, you should be careful. If this person has stepped into the Martial Saint Realm, then we can’t handle him.” Channing advised.

Once one enters the realm of Martial Saint, not just Marc Fraley, even the entire Second Mystic Realm has to weigh their course of action!

“I don’t believe he has entered the Martial Saint Realm.” Marc Fraley said coldly.

Seeing that he couldn’t persuade Marc Fraley, Channing changed the subject: “Young Master, it’s almost New Year, you should return to the Second Mystic Realm.”

Upon hearing this, Marc Fraley suddenly seemed to have calmed down a lot.

He sat in his chair and muttered, “Indeed, it’s almost New Year…”

As a native of Pyro, he attached great importance to the New Year.

Especially Luke Fraley, a stubborn man who naturally takes traditional festivals very seriously.

“It won’t be long before your father will call you back.” Channing continued to strike while the iron was hot.

Marc Fraley took a deep breath and said, “Alright, let him live a few more days.”

Seeing this, Channing breathed a sigh of relief.

With a cold face, Marc Fraley ordered, “But we can’t let him be so arrogant. Go, respond publicly. Tell him to stay alive for a few more days. His actions have thoroughly angered the Capital City Martial Arts Association.”

Channing immediately nodded and said, “No problem, I will respond immediately.”

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That night, there was a heavy snowfall.

The snowfall almost covered more than half of the north.

The world was silent, Ethan Smith was lying in bed, sleeping like a log.

But the Martial Arts Forum was very lively tonight.

Aside from Ethan Smith’s open challenge and the Capital City Martial Arts Association’s response, there was another piece of news.

A person who called himself the “prophet” posted a prediction on the Martial Arts Forum:

Someone will step into the Martial Saint Realm next year, which will change the current situation.

This news made the already explosive Martial Arts Forum even busier.

“Someone is about to step into the Martial Saint Realm? Who could it be? Ethan Smith? Dominic Taylor? Or Marc Fraley from the Mystic Realm?”

“Have you all forgotten about the old guard, the Marquis, people like Ignacio Burke, Jackson Harris, and Blaise Rhodes, who are still alive.”

“My goodness, the Martial Arts Forum will be lively next year.”

As for Ethan Smith at this moment, he was still sleeping soundly, even dreaming a beautiful dream.

The next morning.

Ethan Smith got up from the bed.

He took out his phone and opened the Martial Arts Forum.

Seeing countless messages, Ethan Smith was a bit surprised.

Suddenly, Ethan Smith saw Marc Fraley’s response.

“Your actions have thoroughly angered the Capital City Martial Arts Association. We will let you live until the end of this year. Next year will be the time of your death. Of course, you can try to run away in these few days.”

Seeing this message, Ethan Smith couldn’t help but sneer.

After thinking for a while, he replied, “Marc Fraley, even if you don’t come to me, I will come to you.”

He put away his phone, and Ethan Smith’s face instantly turned extremely cold.

He had no intention of having a peaceful New Year.

For Ethan Smith, who was orphaned, this so-called traditional festival was no different from an ordinary day.

He got up and walked out of the room, and then left the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

Not until the evening did Ethan Smith return, looking travel-worn.

His body was wet from the heavy snow, but there was a warm aura around him.

“Where did you go?” Seeing Ethan Smith who had just returned, the Pavilion Master was somewhat surprised.

Ethan Smith laughed, “I went to buy some things. Lord Pavilion Master, would you like to go home for the New Year?”

The Pavilion Master shook his head, “This is my home.”

Ethan Smith was at a loss for words. He said nothing more and began to take materials out of the Spatial Magic Artifact one after another.

These materials seemed quite ordinary, but the broad-minded Pavilion Master recognized their purpose at a glance.

“These are materials for setting up a formation?” The Pavilion Master asked in doubt.

Ethan Smith nodded, “Yes, I plan on setting up a killing formation around the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.”

The Pavilion Master was surprised, “You know how to set up a killing formation?”

Ethan Smith laughed, “Of course.”

As he was speaking, Ethan Smith took out a total of four Martial Saint Weapons.

These four Martial Saint Weapons were all robbed by Ethan Smith!

“You…” Seeing this, the Pavilion Master was dumbfounded.

When did Martial Saint Weapons become so cheap?

“I will use these four Martial Saint Weapons as killing weapons to set up the killing formation.”

“You will be in charge of controlling it when the time comes. Even Half-step Martial Sages would undoubtedly die when they step into it.” Ethan Smith said coldly.

Looking at the thin figure and determined eyes of Ethan Smith in front of him, the Pavilion Master was somewhat lost.

The young man who needed his protection just a year ago had now grown to this extent.

Ethan Smith didn’t waste any time. He braved the heavy snow and spent the whole night setting up a killing formation around the vast Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

In the early morning of the next day, Ethan Smith stood on the highest point of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, seemingly observing something.

“Is the killing formation set?” The Pavilion Master came to Ethan Smith’s side.

Ethan Smith shook his head, “To make the formation flawless, something else is needed.”

“What?” The Pavilion Master asked.

Ethan Smith squinted and said, “The Stone of Heaven and Earth.”

“The Stone of Heaven and Earth?” Upon hearing this name, the Pavilion Master was visibly shocked.

The Stone of Heaven and Earth is an extremely rare material, known to the public, only the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets possesses one.

The Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets regards the Stone of Heaven and Earth as a family treasure. Not to mention giving it away, even showing it is not allowed.

“Where would you get the Stone of Heaven and Earth?” the Pavilion Master asked.

Ethan Smith said coldly, “The Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.”

“They won’t give it to you.” the Pavilion Master shook his head.

Ethan Smith sneered, “Whether they want to or not, they have to give it to me, they owe me!”

“Owe you?” The Pavilion Master was even more puzzled.

Ethan Smith sneered, “They owe me a life. Let them repay me with the Stone of Heaven and Earth.”

Just as he was talking, Ethan Smith spat out a mouthful of fresh blood again.

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The blood stained the thick snow on the ground, creating a shocking sight.