บท 587: Yan Ruoxue's Friend

Bowie Mcdaniel, like a dead dog, was tossed aside.

The crowd seeing this, couldn't help but sigh.

Many wanted to move against Ethan Smith, but at this moment, they all began to hesitate.

"Tsk, tsk, Bowie Mcdaniel, ranked ninth on the leaderboard, seems to be utterly helpless against Ethan Smith." Ricardo Bowman exclaimed.

"Yes, I've said it before, once this young man steps into the Marquis stage, few people could beat him." Darnell Bradley also said in a deep voice.

"When two people from different classes come into contact, conflicts are bound to erupt. This experience will not be tedious."

...

Ethan Smith stood alone at the gate, quietly waiting for the start of this trial.

His eyes were fixed in the direction of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, the murderous intent in his gaze was not concealed.

Every time Ethan Smith saw the plaque of the Capital City Martial Arts Association, he couldn't help but think of Emily Taylor who was suffering deep inside.