The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power
Chapter 817 The Secret of the Martial Arts!

Adrian's exclamation left Bronte bewildered. The latter turned around, asking, "W-What's wrong, Mr. Adrian? I didn't say anything wrong, considering that guy used dirty tricks during the match. I've gone easy on him by not killing him."

Not only was Bronte confused, but even Kingsley and Baron couldn't fathom what had gotten into Adrian.

Adrian, maintaining a stern expression, replied to Bronte, "There are some matters that you, young one, wouldn't understand."

Without further acknowledgment of Bronte, Adrian turned to Kingsley and said, "Kingsley, I still want to ask you something. I hope you can answer me honestly."

Seeing Adrian's serious expression, Kingsley felt a slight intrigue. Could Adrian's change in attitude be related to the martial arts he had just demonstrated?

With that thought in mind, Kingsley nodded. "Mr. Stewart, feel free to ask."

"Kingsley, where did you learn this martial art technique?" Adrian's aged eyes sparkled with curiosity. "This isn't something an ordinary person should know about. How did you come to acquire it?"

I knew it! Kingsley couldn't help but smile faintly. I hadn't arranged this meeting for nothing! Adrian recognizes this martial art technique!

Kingsley took a step forward and sat down not far from Adrian. Instead of answering directly, he responded with a question, "Why, Mr. Stewart? Have you encountered this martial art before?"

With this, he was certain that Adrian recognized the martial arts. Moreover, Adrian seemed more eager about it than Kingsley. Therefore, Kingsley remained composed. In situations like these, the one who stayed the most composed would hold the upper hand.

"Yes, I have indeed encountered it," Adrian admitted. "But I don't know how you came to learn it."

Kingsley smiled faintly and replied, "Mr. Stewart, as you've mentioned, this martial art technique isn't something ordinary people should know. And I believe you understand that some things cannot be revealed casually. So, unless you disclose the secrets of this martial art, I won't answer your question."

Kingsley knew that if he directly asked Adrian about the unique aspects of this martial art, Adrian might not necessarily disclose it. However, if he used this approach to trick Adrian into revealing the answer, he would likely succeed.

As expected, Adrian paused for a moment and then said, "This martial art is the Unrevealed Secret Technique of the Seavale Stewart Family!"

Kingsley quirked a brow as he mused, I was right; this martial art indeed originated from the Seavale Stewart Family!

However, he didn't interrupt; instead, he continued to smile and patiently waited for Adrian to continue.

"About seventy years ago, when I was under ten years old, the Diosna Stewart Family hadn't separated from the senior branch yet, and martial arts had not yet declined in Qustia," Adrian began, looking intently at Kingsley as he spoke. "At that time, the Stewart Family had an unparalleled genius who had already reached the Delta-level at the age of twenty. We children idolized him like a god. One time, I secretly followed him, hoping to see how he practiced his martial arts. By sheer chance, I witnessed him practicing this martial art!"

Adrian paused for a moment and continued, "However, I only watched for less than ten minutes before I was discovered. The patriarch at the time punished me severely and made me kneel for three days and three nights, even though I was barely ten years old!

"Later, my father told me that this martial art was the Stewart Family's most closely guarded secret, and only the most talented individuals could practice it. Throughout history, everyone who practiced this martial art achieved astonishing accomplishments! Even in modern times, the least successful practitioner became the patriarch of the senior branch of the Stewart Family."

Adrian's eyes gleamed with wisdom as he continued, "So, nearly seventy years have passed, and I have never forgotten those few minutes of observation. This martial art appears in my mind day and night. It has almost become imprinted in my brain."

Just then, Bronte interjected, "Mr. Adrian, if this martial art is so powerful, why haven't you practiced it? Haven't you already memorized it?"