Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 636
Emmanuel continued to wield the Empress Blade, and the clumps of mud on
the ground kept shooting toward the venomous snakes.
Despite being unarmed, he fought like a warrior with a Gatling gun,
single–handedly defending against the assault of the snake army.
The sound of penetration echoed in his ears.
The ground gradually turned into a sea of blood. The venomous snakes
charged again and again, but in the end, they were engulfed by the sea of
blood.
Just when Emmanuel thought he had won a glorious victory, the Snake
Master appeared from right above, reaching out to grab Emmanuel’s head.
“Watch out!” Mackenzie exclaimed.
Emmanuel had already looked up and stared at the strange ‘creature‘ before
him.
Though the man had a pair of human eyes, his other facial features
completely differed from a human’s! His mouth was large, and a strange
pattern covered his face, giving him a very evil look.
Right then, he was grinning, and it made him appear about to split open even
more so. He knew he had won..
Just like any warrior, when they exhausted their move, there would be a

moment of vulnerability, the greatest weakness. During this time, their
defense would be at its lowest.
He was known as the Snake Master, and his ability to entangle trees was
naturally formidable. In fact, his agility in the trees was even greater than on
the ground.
Suddenly, he dropped from a tall tree without causing any sound, silently and
stealthily, making it impossible for anyone to guard against.
-Although the cost of losing a hundred snakes was high, everything would be
worth it once he achieved victory and added a glorious achievement to his
record.
He aimed to break Emmanuel’s head and use it to feed the shakes.
He acknowledged Emmanuel’s strength. Thus, he believed the young man’s
brain and blood would be able to raise an unparalleled snake king! However,
just when he thought victory was already at the palm of his hands, an
unexpected and astonishing scene unfolded.
Emmanuel suddenly smirked and said, “You’re finally willing to show yourself!”
Finally, show myself?! Emmanuel’s words made the Snake Master shudder a
little.
The meaning behind Emmanuel’s words was profound, and the fact that his
opponent would say something like that meant that the Snake Master’s

appearance was within his expectations. Could this be a trap?
Emmanuel might be emotionally dull, but he was definitely a genius in battle.
He knew it was useless no matter how many snakes he killed unless the
Snake Master showed himself. Thus he had only been defending himself
against the army of snakes the entire time.
Indeed, Emmanuel had infused his internal energy into the sword and drew a
circle on the ground to prepare for the battle against the snake army, but at
the same time, it was also to guard against the Snake Master hiding
underground! After all, no matter how the Snake Master hid, once the snakes
were ineffective, the ultimate way to defeat the enemy would have to be
close combat. Excluding underground, the most likely way was to descend
from the sky.
Evil might rise, but righteousness would rise higher. After the move, it would
determine who was righteous and who wasn’t.
The Snake Master didn’t change his attack trajectory. He was about to crack
Emmanuel’s skull open, so there was nothing the latter could do about it,
even if he had noticed it.
Just as the Snake Master was musing, Emmanuel rotated his whole body
around his waist. He spun like a drunkard, completing a full circle and
returning to the starting point, just enough to dodge the opponent’s ‘claws.’

He took the opportunity to headbutt the Snake Master’s wrist.
Crack! The Snake Master’s palms were unexpectedly shattered. This
seemingly casual movement contained unimaginable power.
“Drunken Fist?!” The Snake Master gritted his teeth, never expecting to
encounter such an opponent.
After landing with one hand, he attempted to clamp Emmanuel’s neck with
his legs but found that his legs were completely immobilized.
It turned out that Emmanuel had anticipated his attack. He grabbed the
Snake Master’s ankle with both hands and pressed his fingers into the Three
Main Intersection acupoint on the spleen meridian, instantly paralyzing his
legs and rendering them motionless.
The Snake Master was dumbfounded. What sort of demon am I facing?! In his
eyes, Emmanuel had seemingly long anticipated his every move. It was
something he had never encountered in his many years as an assassin.
The Snake Master’s expression changed unpredictably, eventually
converging into a sinister, ferocious, and hideous look.