Mrs. and Mr. Smith - Chapter 750

Chapter 750: Chapter 750: Bert Mercer Strikes Again

Seeing the shattered Black Gold Stone, the attendant nearby couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

This was the Black Gold Stone, known as the hardest material! Even the prison of the Capital City Martial Arts Association was made of this material!

But now, this Black Gold Stone appeared to be so vulnerable in front of Dominic Taylor!

“So… So strong…” The attendant couldn’t help but swallow.

Dominic Taylor snorted lightly and said, “This is only awakening 80% of the bloodline power, if it could be 100%…”

That power would be unimaginable!

This also made Dominic Taylor even more jealous!

He had tried every method he could think of, but he couldn’t make any further progress.

Eighty percent seemed to be his limit.

“Fortunately, Emily Taylor can’t cultivate…” Dominic Taylor murmured quietly.

Thinking of this, Dominic Taylor finally let out a sigh of relief.

…

There were only four days left before Ethan Smith and Broderick’s final battle.

On this day, in a room at the Martial Arts Academy, Broderick was standing in front of Ms. Hayward.

“Broderick, you are my only hope, and I regard you as my descendant.” Ms. Hayward took a sip of tea and said indifferently.

Broderick slightly bowed and said, “Ms. Hayward, I know, and I regard you as my mother.”

Ms. Hayward looked up at Broderick and continued, “I want you to be the number one person in the world! A person who reaches the pinnacle of martial arts!”

“As for Ethan Smith, he’s just a stepping stone for you, so you must not lose.”

A trace of disdain flashed in Broderick’s dark eyes.

He snorted lightly and said, “Ms. Hayward, don’t worry, that Ethan Smith is not worth mentioning.”

Ms. Hayward said solemnly, “Don’t underestimate him too much. He just got a ten-thousand-year-old medicinal material, and his strength must have improved.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Broderick gently clenched his fist.

“Just a mere Ethan Smith, he’s not worth mentioning.”

Ms. Hayward nodded slightly and said, “You can go now.”

Broderick acknowledged her and then withdrew to the side.

Although Broderick was full of confidence, Ms. Hayward was still uncertain in her heart.

It’s not that she didn’t trust Broderick, but Ms. Hayward knew nothing about Ethan Smith’s current strength.

She didn’t know what realm Ethan Smith reached with the help of the ten-thousand-year-old medicinal materials, and if he had stepped into the Peak Form of Military Marquis Realm, the outcome might be hard to predict.

Ms. Hayward slowly stood up.

She left the Martial Arts Academy and went straight back to the Capital City Martial Arts Association.

In the former office of Davy Barnett, Emerson Holmes was sitting.

Seeing Ms. Hayward walking in, Emerson Holmes hurriedly stood up and respectfully called, “Ms. Hayward!”

Ms. Hayward nodded slightly and casually asked, “Have there been any messages from the higher-ups recently?”

Emerson Holmes shook his head and said, “In response to Ms. Hayward, no.”

Ms. Hayward didn’t say much, she just nodded and said, “I see, if there’s any news from the higher-ups, remember to notify me.”

“Yes, Ms. Hayward.” Emerson Holmes bowed.

Then, Ms. Hayward sat in Emerson Holmes’s seat.

She poured herself a cup of tea, closed her eyes slightly, as if waiting for someone.

About half an hour later.

A man walked in from the door.

This man was short, had snow-white eyebrows, and a distinctive hawk hook nose.

This person was none other than Bert Mercer!

“Ms. Hayward.” Bert Mercer approached and greeted Ms. Hayward.

Ms. Hayward nodded slightly, gesturing for him to sit down.

Bert Mercer laughed and said, “Ms. Hayward, if you need anything, just let me know.”

Ms. Hayward stared at Bert Mercer in front of her and coldly said, “I want you to kill someone.”

Bert Mercer quickly replied, “All you need to do is tell me their name.”

Ms. Hayward coldly spat out two words: “Ethan Smith.”

Upon hearing this, Bert Mercer laughed.

“Last time he escaped by the skin of his teeth, don’t worry, this time I’ll definitely take his life,” Bert Mercer said with a faint smile.

Ms. Hayward waved her hand and said, “No, leave him alive.”

Bert Mercer was taken aback and asked somewhat surprisingly, “Leave him alive? Why?”

“Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask.” Ms. Hayward scowled.

Bert Mercer looked a little embarrassed but still nodded and agreed, “I understand.”

Having said that, he turned and left.

Ms. Hayward didn’t tell Bert Mercer about Ethan Smith’s current strength.

The reason she sent Bert Mercer to kill Ethan was to probe Ethan’s true strength.

Of course, if Bert Mercer could cripple Ethan Smith along the way, that would be even better.

…

Meanwhile, Ethan Smith, the man with the mustache, Clare Richardson, and others had already arrived in Capital City.

“Clare, after we arrive in Capital City, you must remember not to let anyone know about the mask, understand?” Ethan Smith warned.

Clare nodded her head and said, “I understand.”

Since the Ice Palace knew about the existence of the mask, Capital City Martial Arts Association must know about it as well.

If Clare fell into their hands, the consequences would be unimaginable.

As night was falling, Ethan Smith found a place to stay for the time being.

“What a pity,” the man with the mustache lamented as he counted the time on his fingers.

“We finally got the chance to enter the Mystic Realm, but we ended up missing it.”

Ethan Smith rolled his eyes and said, “If you can find a way to enter the ownerless Mystic Realm, I promise I’ll give you another Mystic Realm.”

The man with the mustache muttered, “Do you think it’s easy to enter an ownerless Mystic Realm? I suppose only the Capital City Martial Arts Association knows the method.”

“Yeah.” Ethan Smith couldn’t help but sigh.

Even the legacy left by his father did not have any records of it, which was enough to show the difficulty of this method.

“I guess the method to enter the ownerless Mystic Realm was researched by the Capital City Martial Arts Association themselves,” Ethan Smith said.

The man with the mustache said with some surprise, “You and I are on the same wavelength.”

“Over the years, I’ve traveled north and south and read countless ancient texts, but I’ve never seen any records about the ownerless Mystic Realm.”

Ethan Smith nodded and said, “The ownerless Mystic Realm most likely was left behind by the ancients and became ownerless over the course of history.”

“Which means, before that, there was no ownerless Mystic Realm in existence. All Mystic Realms were passed down from generation to generation, so there was no need for any unlocking method.”

“Yeah.” The man with the mustache nodded slightly.

“The Capital City Martial Arts Association had a master who cracked the method.”

Ethan Smith remained silent.

This method of unlocking ownerless Mystic Realms must involve spatial spells.

But spatial spells were not something a Military Marquis could get involved in.

“If I get the chance, I have to take a look at the Scripture Pavilion of the Capital City Martial Arts Association.” Ethan Smith thought to himself.

The Scripture Pavilion had too many secrets, and besides techniques, there was also the history of martial arts development.

Ethan Smith wanted to look into Emily Taylor’s bloodline, his own father, and the related deeds of the masked woman.

As the two of them were chatting, Ethan Smith’s phone suddenly rang.

Upon picking up the phone and seeing the incoming call, he found that it was from Emerson Holmes.

He said on the phone, “Ethan, Ms. Hayward sent Bert Mercer to kill you, hurry up and run!”