Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

"You also said, West Tower is a genius! If he were like ordinary people, how could he be called a genius? He would only be considered a boy with average talent!"

At times like this, Brant Fairbanks was forced to step forward!

So helpless.

This West Tower, why can't he save himself some trouble?

Can't he just wait until Boulevard wins and then return to Ocean Academy to help me take down those martial arts masters, and then go die obediently, isn't that fine?

Does he have to make enemies everywhere and offend everyone?

Originally thinking of making connections with some sects, Brant Fairbanks completely gave up on the idea.

Ocean Academy has long become the target of public scorn.

No one will genuinely help them.

The rest of the sects mostly regard Ocean Academy with hatred and jealousy.

Utterly isolated.

"That being said, we've all seen West Tower's prowess. But has anyone ever accomplished creating martial arts compendiums at such a young age?"

"Indeed! Dean Fairbanks, we admire you and your disciples; we have respect for Ocean Academy. But one thing is one thing, does your disciple compare with the Holy Master?"

"Being strong doesn't conflict with being a failure in the martial arts world! If West Tower really plagiarized the Caldwell Family's compendium, please you and Ocean Academy, provide an explanation to the martial arts world!"

The martial artists condemned vocally.

Earlier they chose to praise because they thought there was no opportunity to overturn West Tower.

They could only choose to flatter.

But now, an opportunity is at hand!

Everyone is hoping for West Tower's downfall!

"Speak and act with evidence! Diego Leopold, do you have evidence? If you malign my academy's disciples, I will not spare you!" Brant Fairbanks' face turned red, forced to converse with the instigator of this matter.

"Mr. Leopold, words require evidence! West Tower is the Caldwell Family's future son-in-law; if you slander him, I won't let you off easily! But since the words are spoken, I must be responsible for my granddaughters."

Han Caldwell deliberately hardened his face and said coldly, "Our Caldwell Family's son-in-law must be pure!"

Innumerable gazes fell upon Diego Leopold.

The martial artists all wanted to see if this esteemed elder of the Caldwell Family could produce irrefutable evidence!

Otherwise, everyone must line up to apologize.

"Young Leopold, since you dare to challenge me with such confidence, you must have prepared evidence. Show it, don't waste everyone's time."

Julius Reed spoke with a smile, even calling him Young Leopold!

Extremely insulting!

"Ridiculous!"

Diego Leopold's face flickered.

He took out the compendium from under the table and raised it high: "Everyone, this is the swordsmanship West Tower demonstrated. I arranged for someone to fetch it recently from the library!"

After speaking, he casually tossed the compendium out.

A martial artist caught it and immediately opened it to inspect.

"It really is this!"

"Exactly the same! Ocean Academy actually engages in such sneaky activities!"

"Hypocrite!"

As the compendium was quickly passed around, martial artists only needed a glance to see they were identical.

No one questioned why the compendium could be delivered so swiftly.

No one doubted why this compendium was so new, without a speck of dust.

At moments like these, anyone daring to question is destined to become everyone's target!

Many chose to remain silent.

But many more chose to take this as evidence and wait to see how Ocean Academy concludes.

How would West Tower face disgrace!

"Based on just this?" Julius Reed pointed at the parchment book being passed around with disdain, "I ask you, you constantly accuse me of plagiarism, do you have evidence?"

"You went to the library in the afternoon. I remember clearly, you asked for a Dragon Chant! But taking advantage of my absence, you plagiarized this swordsmanship!"

Diego Leopold spoke in a low voice with a steady tone.

Young Leopold?

Youths, truly ignorant of the vast world!

Today, he planned to teach West Tower a real lesson!

Let him understand—the older, the wiser!

"In the afternoon, I indeed visited," Julius Reed nodded, not denying it.

His visit to fetch the compendium was known to all.

After all, this was a reward Han Caldwell had long stated.

"Are you admitting it?" Diego Leopold felt a bit joyful inside, if he handled this matter well, his status in the Caldwell Family would undoubtedly rise dramatically!

Might even gain eternal life!

Eternal life!

This temptation, no one can refuse.

"What am I admitting to?" Julius Reed smiled lightly, "A mere book seeks to convict me? According to you, I plagiarized this compendium in the afternoon, it's only been two hours until now."

"That's right! Truly unexpected, your talent is so high, mastering it in two hours. What a pity, you didn't walk the right path, became a degenerate! So pitiful, so pitiful!"

Diego Leopold shook his head, filled with regret and disappointment.

"Mr. Leopold, speak cautiously! This is the future son-in-law of my Caldwell Family, one must not wrongly accuse good people!"

Han Caldwell put on a stern face, added, "But if West Tower indeed plagiarized from the Caldwell Family library, his intentions are impure! I will not only annul the engagement but also hold him accountable!"

The atmosphere plunged back into silence.

"Two hours..." Julius Reed pointed at Diego Leopold: "Are you certain the swordsmanship is entirely in the compendium? Are there any follow-up moves?"

"That's it! Back in the day, I practiced it, hence the deep impression!" Diego Leopold's eyes held a cold indifference.

No chance of turning things around.

He initially thought overturning West Tower would be challenging, but who expected it would be so easy?

"Two hours are insufficient to learn much. Such profound swordsmanship, it's impossible to fully grasp in two hours. Since you say you practiced it, let's see who fares better using this swordsmanship?"

Julius Reed coldly asked: "What I practiced in two hours can't be superior to you, right?"

"This kid is crazy? Though he's unbeatable among youths, he hasn't truly competed against a Great Grandmaster! Killing Ansel Tennyson is true, but Ansel was just a youth! The gap between Young Master and Great Grandmaster is immense!"

"Egg against the stone! Cannot be a match for Diego Leopold!"

"Challenging the wrong person. Given another twenty years, his future would be limitless; but now he's only twenty to thirty years old, how could he be the match for the several hundred-year-old Diego Leopold."

The martial artists shook their heads.

They believed this was West Tower's desperate struggle.

"Do you dare accept?" Julius Reed asked again!

"Fine! But blades know no mercy; if harm befalls..." Diego Leopold squinted, a murderous intent in his eyes.

Though he only had partial understanding of the moves, he relied on immense Spiritual Power and his robust physique to surely suppress the Young Master!

"Life and death as fate wills, wealth in the heavens." Julius Reed drew out his sword, pointing at Diego Leopold: "Please!"

"Alright! Today I shall prove to everyone whether you plagiarized from the Caldwell Family compendium!"

Diego Leopold grabbed Han Caldwell's sword and strode down!

In this fight, he aimed for merit!

Throughout history, no Young Master could defeat a Great Grandmaster!

Even though West Tower killed Franco Tennyson, it was because the opponent was poisoned and could not move.

"Watch carefully!"

Ring!

Diego Leopold's longsword unsheathed!