Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1600
Smack!
The next moment, Blake executed a ground–fighting move and slammed
Yosef heavily onto the ground.
“Yes!” Frederick stood up excitedly with his fist clenched.
If Blake defeated Yosef, he wouldn’t just help Emmanuel solve a major
problem and earn some money; most importantly, he would also restore his
own dignity and shed the reputation of being a jinx.
The audience below them sighed in admiration as they witnessed the battle
between two formidable fighters!
Although they had seen Yosef demonstrating his strength the day before,
they were still surprised by Blake’s resilience. It seemed that the odds of this
fight weren’t as one–sided as they had expected.
However, Blake swiftly leaped up the next moment only to look down and see
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blood gushing from his thigh, which instantly colored the arena red.
“W–What’s going on now?” The audience was shocked.
They were puzzled as to how Blake had been injured. His wound seemed to
be caused by a sharp weapon, but Yosef was unarmed.
“Sh*t. That’s a sharp sword!” Blake cursed through gritted teeth, realizing that

Yosef outsmarted him. When he seized Yosef, the Golden Bell Iron Cloth was
still inactive, which meant that Yosef would’ve maimed his entire leg had he
reacted slightly slower.
“Indeed! It just shows that even you, a tough guy, can be reckless in your
defense while being on the offensive!” Yosef swiped at the blood from the
corner of his mouth as he slowly got up with a slightly smug expression.
Although he had taken a hard fall, it didn’t matter, considering that Blake was
more severely injured.
Blake was close to losing sensation in his leg. Without the advantage of
agility, he was defenseless in front of Yosef.
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請 “Just surrender, Blake!” Hattie quickly got hold of Dominique to yell. Now that
she was distant from the Zelinksy family for Magnus‘ sake, she did not wish to
see her strongest fighter, Blake, down.
“Do you think I’ll give you the chance to surrender?”
Just as Blake shot a glance at Hattie, Yosef’s killing intent surged like a dark
tide. He leaped into the air and brandished his hand blade at Blake like a
madman.
Clang!
Clang!

Clang!
Although the two were fighting unarmed, the audience could still hear the
sound of a blade hitting a stone. This battle had exceeded their imaginations as it was something they had never witnessed
before. If it weren’t for the Nuthana Grand Martial Showdown, many people wouldn’t have realized the
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abundance of talented people in the world.
Yosef struck again. His hands emitted a faint white light.
Emmanuel knew the extent of the power of the sword energy powered
internally and the damage it could inflict. But he also knew the defensive
strength of Blake’s Golden Bell Iron Cloth technique.
He was well aware that even if Yosef’s sword energy couldn’t cut into Blake’s
flesh, it would still cause immense pain. It would feel like a dull knife cutting
into an ordinary person. That would still be painful.
“Why isn’t Blake surrendering yet?” Dominique was getting anxious.
In her eyes, Blake was a pragmatic person. If he had known he wouldn’t win
or wouldn’t have a high prospects of success, he would definitely withdrew.
What’s going now? Why would he continue to fight with such a bad leg injury?
If Emmanuel had to be honest, he was also caught aback by Blake’s
determination. This isn’t the Blake whom I know. I never knew the paternal

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love he had for Liam was this deep.
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Like everyone else, the battle left Mackenzie captivated and thus becoming
nervous. She was the only one among them who had seen Blake’s interaction
with Liam. She had no idea the extent of Blake’s love for Liam, but she noticed
the bright, content smile he had whenever he was with Liam. It was a 180
from his usual, slightly lecherous smile.
Having overheard Magnus and Blake having a conversation, Hattie was the
only one who knew the reason behind Blake’s persistence.
Magnus had once brought it up. “I don’t get it. Why would you maim yourself
to practice this weird martial arts only to flee at the sight of a skilled fighter?
In that case, what’s the point of practicing so hard?”
“you don’t get it, Magnus. Blake chuckled. “Men learn martial arts for a
meaningful fight to the death. I’m only working for you for the money. Why
would I risk my life dying in a match?”
That caused Magnus to snort. The man believed the crude Blake’s reason to be nothing more than an excuse.