Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 489
No one among them believed that Emmanuel would come out unscathed
from this. It seemed that victory or defeat could be determined in a single
move in this duel.
At that moment, Emmanuel raised his hands and chose to withstand the
attack head–on.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of deafening sounds could be heard when Felix’s leg met
Emmanuel’s arm.
The ground beneath Emmanuel’s feet sank, leaving two deep craters that
-only seemed to deepen by the second.
Felix, light as a swallow, rebounded and landed gracefully.
“Wow! As expected of Mr. John! What a quick and exquisite move!”
“Exactly! He truly deserves to be called the best martial artist in Yeringham!”
The members of the Lenoir family around them couldn’t help but exclaim in
admiration.
Elizabeth was also extremely nervous. To her, the skill level of both Felix and
Emmanuel had been determined in that previous move.

“Haha! Impressive!”
Quintus, after being dumbfounded, suddenly burst into laughter. He was
increasingly eager to have a fierce battle with Emmanuel.
Although Laura couldn’t understand the dynamics of the fight, she could
easily read people. Looking at Adolph, she noticed the gloomy look on his
face. The expression clearly didn’t match the expression one would have
when their side had the advantage.
As she followed Adolph’s line of sight, she saw that Felix’s leg, which had just
attacked Emmanuel, was actually trembling ever so slightly.
It seemed that the younger man might have the upper hand this time.
When Felix refrained from launching a second attack for a while, Laura knew
that he had been at a disadvantage in that previous move.
Indeed, that turned out to be the case.
Felix was now quite wary of Emmanuel, whose moves were simple yet
practical.
Felix naturally didn’t fear Emmanuel in terms of techniques and combat
experience. However, it was precisely because this young man chose to
confront him head–on and could see through his moves that made him a
difficult opponent.
“What are you doing, Felix? Don’t go easy on him!” Adolph shouted when he

saw Felix hesitating to attack.
Felix had no choice but to change his tactics and fiercely attack Emmanuel
once again.
Emmanuel was exhausted from defending himself.
Felix’s moves were varied and diverse, making him one of the strongest
opponents he had ever encountered. However, unlike the other battles to the
death that Emmanuel had fought, Felix’s moves didn’t exert as much
pressure on him.
It was true that Emmanuel couldn’t see through all of Felix’s moves, but he
had no problem withstanding most of the attack with his youthful and robust
physique. He was able to completely avoid having his vital areas hit despite
occasionally getting attacked by Felix.
He was well aware of his strength, which was his strong physique. As long as
Felix did not knock him down, victory would surely tilt in his favor as the older
man’s stamina dwindled away.
However, in a showdown between experts, outsiders often could only grasp
the superficial aspects. Especially in the Lenoir family’s domain, everyone saw
how Emmanuel was struggling to defend himself as he couldn’t strike back.
They were all enthusiastically cheering Felix.on.
“As expected of the grandmaster of martial arts in Yeringham. What excellent

skills!”
“No doubt about it. I’m mind–blown!”
“Mr. John is sure to win! That punk is as good as dead today!”
The crowd exclaimed one after another.
Elizabeth listened to these voices. On more than one occasion, she had the
impulse to rush out and stop Felix, hoping to create an opportunity for
Emmanuel to escape.
Much to her surprise, Emmanuel blocked Felix’s attack the next moment,
swiftly seizing him in a reverse grip and sending Felix crashing to the ground
in one fell swoop.
Boom!
With a resounding crash, the chaotic noise in the arena abruptly ceased.
Seeing Felix covered in dust and in a disheveled state as he fell, those who
were confident about his victory were dumbfounded, and they soon felt a
burning sensation in their cheeks.
“How did that happen? Did Mr. John miscalculate his move?”