Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

"Daughter!"

Devlin cried out in surprise, his body twisting with force!

But the blade was too fast!

The assailant was clearly prepared, coming for his life!

How could they give him a chance to dodge?

Devlin's skills were just barely decent.

But that was compared to ordinary people.

Ever since Julius Reed used drugs to destroy his physical abilities, this former Sealing Pulse Vein Holder couldn't even defeat an ordinary Grandmaster.

Now that someone had closed in, it was basically a narrow escape from death!

Swish!

No need for him to shout, Lucien Radcliffe threw out a white silk strip the moment the man drew his blade!

Just as the blade was about to touch Devlin, the white silk struck the man's shoulder.

The man took a hit, his hand faltering, and the knife was driven directly into Devlin's shoulder!

Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!

Devlin staggered back several steps, still shaken.

"Old rogue Devlin, luck is on your side this time! Next time, I will take your life for sure!"

The man fiercely tore off his mask, revealing a face identical to Lucien Radcliffe's.

"Hahaha, from now on, be wary of everyone around you! Because who knows, one of them might be me!"

Just as the words left his mouth, the man swiftly threw several spherical objects with both hands.

"Get down!"

Lin Zhan leapt forward, pressing Devlin beneath him!

Bam! Bam! Bam!

A series of explosions rang out.

The platform was filled with smoke and dust.

"Chase him for me! Lucien, kill him!" Devlin struggled to stand, blood gushing from his shoulder.

The knife had originally struck bone and when Lin Zhan knocked him over, the wound tore further.

"Devlin, the knife is poisoned!"

Lin Zhan looked at the blackened blood on the wound, his pupils contracting sharply!

A poisoned blade!

This strike was clearly intended to claim Devlin's life.

"Father, are you alright?" Lucien Radcliffe waved the white silk to disperse the smoke, but the assassin was nowhere in sight.

She ran to Devlin's side, her face full of worry.

"I'm fine." Devlin stretched out his hand, suddenly producing three silver needles.

He took a deep breath.

The silver needles were clutched between his fingers, and he suddenly struck his shoulder with them!

The bleeding stopped.

But the blood that had already flowed was noticeably black.

"You've been poisoned, you need to…" Lin Zhan began, but Devlin interrupted him. "Don't stir things up."

As a former Sealing Pulse Vein Holder, how could Devlin not know he was poisoned?

But in front of the public, even if poisoned, he had to endure.

Besides, his Three Needles of Closure could temporarily seal the blood flow at his shoulder.

The poison was not yet life-threatening.

But once time passed, life and death would be uncertain.

"Mr. Caldwell!"

Devlin took a deep breath, gradually calming his emotions. "Aren't you going to explain to everyone?"

In the stands, Han Caldwell frowned deeply.

Explain what?

The footage of his killings was exposed, he might become a public enemy in the martial arts world.

If he offends the martial arts world, Sutton might punish him heavily!

How to explain?

Was Devlin here to kick him when he was down too?

"All of this today, you knew it. Including hiding the real Grandmaster and replacing him with a fake, was to draw out these people and capture them all at once!"

Devlin pointed to the mess on the ground: "But unfortunately, they managed to escape. However, the prowess of the Grandmaster when they intervened, everyone saw it."

From start to finish, he had been observing from the shadows.

Though he couldn't understand what was happening with the Grandmaster, as long as he could explain it and smooth over the lie, other matters could be addressed later.

The opportunity for the alliance only came once.

If it failed, it would all be for nothing!

Moreover…

Devlin knew well that the poison he was afflicted with had no antidote.

Once the poison breached the barrier of the silver needles, it would take his life.

For now, there was only one path to survival.

Devlin's most unwilling and unwanted method!

That was…

To become one of the Undead.

"Hiss..."

He closed his eyes, took a sharp breath, and clenched his fist in anger.

Underestimated the enemy.

If it had been in the past, he would not have appeared, much less acted so brazenly.

He had thought with Lucien and Lin Zhan's help, he would no longer need to sneak around.

He could face any enemy head-on.

But today, someone had still taught him a lesson.

And to become one of the Undead, he must get Han Caldwell's help.

Contribute to the Undead Tribe.

As an important figure assigned by Night, Han Caldwell's approval meant everything would be fine.

"I didn't expect, the truth would be like this? I wondered why the Grandmaster was so powerful later on!"

"But how do you explain Han Caldwell killing our colleagues? Those martial artists did indeed go out with him."

"Exactly! This matter hasn't been explained clearly, we will not accept it."

Some of the Great Grandmasters present were already able to move about.

Though they hadn't completely shaken off the effects of Absolute Dust, it wouldn't be long before they fully recovered.

"The person who just attempted to assassinate me, you saw him too." Devlin turned around, scanning the martial artists in the arena: "That person can disguise themselves as my closest two people, disguising as a few martial artists would be no trouble."

"In fact, Han Caldwell hasn't told you all the truth." Devlin pointed at Han Caldwell and asked: "Mr. Caldwell, last night's martial artists were killed, the enemy disguised themselves and approached you, severed one of your arms, and that's when you realized you were tricked and killed them, right?"

"Correct!" Han Caldwell was overjoyed!

As expected, the title of sage was well-deserved!

His goodwill towards Devlin rose sharply.

Previous disdain and apprehension disappeared instantly.

"However, those cunning villains recorded the scene, trying to sow discord. Everyone, our Boulevard's power is very strong, and your skills have made Demarco Mount begin to fear! Moreover, we have the Grandmaster on our side!"

Devlin loudly asserted: "This is a tactic of the enemy to sow discord! You all should think for yourself!"

With that, he strode off.

But no sooner had he left the crowd's sight, Devlin could no longer hold on.

"Devlin, what's going on! Who really was that assassin!" Lin Zhan was a bit confused, wasn't Devlin the one who said he'd rival Han Caldwell, so why was he now helping him?

"Night, Kyler Reed." Devlin collapsed onto Lin Zhan, panting heavily: "Back in Town, I had him substituted for me to die. I never thought this bastard would survive and come for revenge."

"Father, what do we do now?" Lucien Radcliffe's face was solemn, her tone full of urgency.

"Go find Han Caldwell, have him turn me into one of the Undead… it's the only option." Devlin waved his hand: "He owes me a massive favor, he won't let me die."

"Lucien, take your father back, I will go find Han Caldwell." Lin Zhan turned and walked straight towards the stands.

"Kyler Reed…" Devlin clenched his fist, unwilling: "A small figure like you, to make me pay such a price! In the future, I will definitely kill you! Tear you into pieces!"

On the platform.

Franco Tennyson and Brant Fairbanks sat opposite each other.

Both had exerted too much force and needed longer recovery than the others.

Yet in their eyes, there was anger.

Suddenly.

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

Julius Reed, who had been sitting in the Ocean Academy's seats, walked directly to Franco Tennyson with the Yin-Yang Sword in hand.

He thrust the sword down!

PS: Chapter Four.