Eric's punches were swift, accurate, and mighty. His movements mirrored those of a seasoned boxer with decades of training.

What made it even scarier was his unconventional fighting style, mixing elements from different martial arts. This made it nearly impossible for his opponents to defend themselves.

Following a series of combinations, Eric knocked out Brook's fighter.

A hushed pause followed, broken by a burst of applause.

Standing in the audience, Brook gazed at Sylvia in astonishment and asked, "Sylvia, when did Eric become this formidable?"

Brook couldn't forget that Sylvia had disclosed that Eric had only commenced martial arts training after their marriage, just three months ago. Yet, here he was, performing at such a high level.

Sylvia chuckled softly. "Our Master has great expectations for him. He believes that with just a little more effort, Eric could become a martial arts master."

Brook was dumbfounded. There were only a few martial arts masters in the entire count