The Mighty Dragon Warrior

In the afternoon, at the gates of Lewis Martial Arts School.
The once imposing doors of the martial arts school were now in shambles. The ruins of the door opened up to a thrashed-up
courtyard. The once bustling school was now a piece of desolate land.
“Boss, please punish me for my insubordination!” Andres York bowed lowly in front of Jacob Lynch.
Jacob looked at the dark-colored man and then shook his head slightly, his eyes holding a glint of ferociousness.
“Never mind, let me do it.” He said and then walked toward the school in big strides.
Andres and his Dragon Guardians stood unwaveringly behind Jacob as they watched him enter the ruined doors.
“Stop! You’ll have to step over our dead bodies if you want to enter!”
Jacob was stopped by four figures at the door, though they looked quite beaten up.
Among the four of them, Timothy Lewis looked the most unharmed, with just a few bruises on his face. The other three had
bandages wrapped around their bodies as though they were mummies.
“Black...” Jacob called out in a quiet voice. He had no time to deal with small fries like this.
Hearing the order, Andres immediately leaped into action and was in from of Timothy in the blink of an eye.
“Scram!” He roared at Timothy. The force from his voice was so strong that the four men tumbled embarrassingly to the grown,
like grass in a windstorm.
Just two days ago, they had been ambushed by Andres and the Dragon Guardians. Though there were no casualties, they had
been heavily injured. Out of the hundreds of people in the martial arts school, only Stephen Lewis and they were left standing.
“Hmph, Jacob Lynch, I acknowledge you as man, but how could you not keep your word?”
A powerful aura suddenly started pulsing from within the school, quickly followed by a shadow appearing right in front of Andres.
Andres gripped his fists tightly as he came face to face with the man that had defeated him in seven strikes. He gritted his teeth
and looked to Jacob, but the look on Jacob’s face was as though he didn’t care that this man had defeated him; he would still
fight him!

“Hey, our Boss had only agreed to the investigation, not to become a criminal for you. You’re not worthy enough for that!” Jerry
Locker could not contain his outburst as he watched from the side. If it wasn’t for this man, Jacob wouldn’t have gone to Station
No.3 and spent a whole night there being wronged.
“Let’s go one more round!”
Jacob beckoned Andres and Jerry to step back and then fixed his eyes pointedly on Stephen Lewis.
“What? With your abilities...”
Stephen had not noticed anything out of the blue with Jacob but looking at him again, he realized that this Jacob was different
from the one he had defeated.
The one from before had been rampant. Any strike from his was like a sword recklessly swinging in the air that could turn a man
to ashes in any minute. However, he could not feel any of that rampage in this Jacob. It was as though he was a sword still in its
sheath; only when unleashed would they feel the danger!
“I came to give my gratitude!” Jacob said with a grin while walking toward Stephen.
“Same old rules?” He asked.