Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

"Back off!" Logan shouted angrily as he lunged to the side and kicked out hard, stepping in front of Andrew.

Just like that, a fight broke out between the two of them.

Ryder sneered. "Logan, this is a military base, not the outside world. You might be the heir of the Keller family, but here, no one gives a damn about your name."

Logan's face twisted with fury as he cursed out loud. "You damn idiot. All you've got is that military badge, and you think that makes you someone? You bastard! You said it yourself, this is the base, not the outside."

He hissed, "If we were out there, I'd have already wiped you out. And not just you, I'd have buried the entire Ulrich family with you."

Ryder's face changed. At the end of the day, being the heir of the Ulrichs was not enough to intimidate Logan.

Xavier barked, "Ryder, go ahead and take him down. Don't worry about the consequences. If anything happens, I've got your back!"

Leslie looked at Andrew with a cold smirk. "What's wrong, Andrew? You're so scared that you let Logan fight your battles now?"

Andrew's eyes turned icy, and he scoffed. "You know what, Lieutenant Terrell? You're clearly just another loudmouth with no brain. If it weren't for Ms. Phelan's sake, I swear I would've beaten the crap out of you today."

Even a worm would turn-Leslie's constant needling had finally pushed Andrew over the edge. Woman or not, some people just needed a good wake-up call, and he felt Leslie was one of them.

Leslie was shaking with rage. "Colonel Haywood, Captain Ulrich, are you both just going to stand there? Did you not hear what he said? He just threatened to beat me up!"noveldrama

Ryder gritted his teeth. "Logan, maybe the Ulrich family doesn't have the guts to take on the Kellers... But behind me, I have Colonel Haywood and General Phelan. So no, I'm not afraid of you today!"

He charged forward again, throwing a punch straight at Logan. His strikes were brutal and precise, each one aimed directly at vital points.

Andrew said calmly, "Logan, watch yourself. That's military-grade combat technique. It's a close-range fighting style kept strictly within the unit, designed for kill-or-be-killed situations. The key is relentless offense and building power with every strike."

Logan gave a sinister grin. "Don't worry. I may not have served, but the men of the Keller family aren't weaklings."

He raised his arm to block the blow, then shot out a low kick straight toward Ryder's groin.

Ryder countered with a sharp downward chop, aiming for Logan's kneecap with ruthless precision. His angle and timing were vicious. Clearly, Luna had trained some real killers under her.

However, Logan was not falling behind at all. As his leg swung midair, he shifted and brought his knee up instead.

There was a cracking sound from Ryder's fingers. It seemed that he had taken a hidden hit. Nonetheless, the military technique he used was know for growing stronger under pressure. With a shout, he leapt forward and unleashed a flurry of punches toward Logan's upper body.

Andrew stood still, calm as ever. "That's not standard combat anymore. He's using the long-arm boxing style common in northern martialarts. The best way to counter it is to yield in the face of strength, retreat to advance."

Logan understood instantly and stepped back three paces. He channeled energy into his arms, focusing on defense without striking back.

As Ryder kept attacking, he started to feel more and more agitated. His surging internal energy was building up fast, but had nowhere to go.

Seeing this, Xavier's face changed, and he shouted, "Steady your breath, center your core! Change tactics and use your legs!"

Ryder instantly switched up. He

pulled back his arms to guard his head and launched a series of fierce

kicks. His feet, in pointed military

boots kicked up fierce winds as they

swept toward Logan's shoulders, waist, and lower body.

Logan tried to match him kick for kick but quickly lost his balance, nearly falling over. He roared and prepared to fight back with brute force.

Andrew said flatly, "If you don't want to lose, stay calm! He's using Twelve Shadows Leg Art, and it's powerful and heavy. It's an aggressive style but sloppy

in form. He won't be able to keep it up much longer."

He added, "What you need to watch out for are his raised hands. If you let your guard down, they'll strike out like a venomous snake."

He chuckled faintly. "Gotta hand it to Luna. When it comes to dirty tricks, she sure has trained these grunts well."