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Chapter 598: The Hoffman Family’s Third, Is This Their Strength?_1

Chapter 598: Chapter 598: The Hoffman Family’s Third, Is This Their Strength?_1

Shirley Miller’s move shocked everyone.

Where was her limit?

Suddenly, people felt that Carson Flores’ arrogance and pomposity were... perhaps not so unacceptable after all.

Who could blame them when someone had such strength?

With such a demonically talented husband and wife duo, if they weren’t arrogant, then who should be?

Finn Frost and Amari Frost exchanged glances, both seeing shock and unease in each other’s eyes.

If Carson Flores and Shirley Miller were so dominant and they were determined to support Adriel Frost, even if they lost today, it would likely be troublesome in the future.

Most importantly, they were only in their twenties!

Messiah Frost’s face was a study in shock, bordering on panic. He had assumed that with the Hoffman Family stepping in, it was almost a sure win, a definite crushing victory. But Shirley Miller’s overwhelming victory filled him with extreme unease.

Desmond Hoffman’s face turned slightly pale as he remembered the day he had actually thought of flirting with this terrifying woman. If Carson Flores had not appeared later, effectively stopping his advances, would Shirley Miller have directly given him a deadly point with her sword?

He felt an inexplicable sense of relief, as if he had narrowly escaped death.

Leah Frost turned to ask, "Mary is so powerful! Who’s up for the fourth round?"

Carson Flores chuckled, "I am."

Leah Frost raised an eyebrow, "Then you might be facing Rylan Hoffman."

Carson Flores smiled casually, "It’s inevitable. Even if Abel Compton went up, the other side would surely send Marco Hoffman, and the outcome would be the same. Since that’s the case, there’s no need to let them win an extra round. Winning the match three to one looks better than three to two."

Leah Frost laughed lightly, "Then I’ll be watching eagerly to see how much you’ve improved recently."

After Shirley Miller stepped down, Carson Flores said with a smile, "It’s my turn."

Shirley Miller gave him a concerned reminder, "Be careful."

Carson Flores joked, "You won so brilliantly, wife. I can’t lag behind, can I?"

Carson Flores walked calmly towards the valley, immediately invigorating all the onlookers.

Here it comes!

Rylan Hoffman walked out of the camp with a grave face, heading towards Carson Flores.

He was determined to cripple Carson Flores in this fight!

He wouldn’t give Carson Flores another chance to cause trouble. The Hoffman Family’s lost face must be recovered today!

Rylan Hoffman reached the opposite side of Carson Flores and sneered, "Run out of tricks?"

Carson Flores laughed, "Just don’t want to waste more time. In this round, even if we delay to the fifth round, we would still have to fight, wouldn’t we?"

Rylan Hoffman’s eyes turned cold, "Good that you know. Hoffman Family members are not someone you can challenge at will. I’m giving you one last chance now, kneel and admit your mistakes, and I’ll let you off. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

Carson Flores chuckled, "So you’re planning to take me down?"

Rylan Hoffman smirked coldly and stayed silent.

Carson Flores extended his finger towards Rylan Hoffman and hooked it provocatively, "I heard you’re the third strongest in the Hoffman Family. Come on then, show me what you’ve got."

Anger surged in Rylan Hoffman’s eyes. He was so defiant even on the brink of death!

Did he think that with a powerful wife, I wouldn’t dare kill him?

Rylan Hoffman stopped talking, strode forward, and threw a punch without any fanciness – just a simple, straightforward blow.

That punch actually brought the sound of thunder with it.

The might was astonishing!

Carson Flores didn’t dodge. He too wanted to test just how powerful the third best of the Hoffman Family really was.

"Boom!"

Rylan Hoffman didn’t move.

Carson Flores didn’t move either.

The violent Gang Qi instantly exploded, sweeping across the area like a storm, and the ground beneath the feet of Carson Flores and Rylan Hoffman cracked open on the spot.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Carson Flores had actually caught Rylan Hoffman’s punch?

Neither had the upper hand?

How could this be?

Shock replaced the cold expression on Rylan Hoffman’s face, even revealing a hint of faint terror.

What was happening?

Wasn’t Carson Flores supposed to be weaker than Gunner Tate?

He was supposed to be weaker than Shirley Miller, but why did he seem even stronger, with a seemingly unfathomable depth?

Carson Flores shook his hand and grinned, "So this is the third best of the Hoffman Family? Not impressive. This punch wouldn’t even kill a mosquito, let alone me. Maybe you should put in a bit more effort?"

The crowd erupted in an uproar!

The way everyone looked at Carson Flores now included a mix of reverence.

If everyone internally felt that the Hoffman Family was a sure win before the fight with Carson Flores, and that he was bound to stumble, now their confidence was wavering.

At the same time, everyone reaffirmed something in their hearts.

Absolutely, absolutely do not provoke Carson Flores!

That guy was a fiend! His strength was like a rocket, improving every day. With such strength, whether he could overthrow the Hoffman Family was unknown, but if someone were to provoke him, that would be certain doom!

An expert destroyer of clans, untouchable!

The color drained from Rylan Hoffman’s face as the Hoffman Family’s dignity was once again trampled underfoot by Carson Flores.

He took a deep breath, his body shot forward like a rainbow, rushing towards, and throwing another punch.

This punch was even more ferocious than the previous one. Even a giant boulder would be instantly shattered to dust by this blow!

Under everyone’s gaze, Carson Flores extended his hand and slapped out.

Rylan Hoffman’s punch hit the palm of Carson Flores’ hand.

As the Gang Qi tore through the air, Carson Flores’ fingers curled, instantly catching Rylan Hoffman’s fist.