Taking in Bilius’ demeanor, Jared couldn’t help but curl his lips, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain. Bilius’ anger intensified when he saw Jared’s facial expression. The next second, his fists glowed with dazzling light.
When Bilius threw a punch, a flash of blinding light erupted, prompting everyone to close their eyes instinctively.
Boom! A massive explosion sounded, much like the detonation of a bomb. Upon hearing that sound, the crowd opened their eyes and saw Jared rooted in his spot, his body entirely unscathed.
Bilius, on the other hand, wasn’t doing fine. Blood trickled down his right wrist as the great recoil had completely shattered his purlicue..
Colors drained from Bilius’ countenance. He could sense everyone’s gazes on him. “You have one move left. Shall we continue?” Jared looked at Bilius with a faint smile. The muscles on Bilius’ face twitched continuously, and the murderous intent in his eyes amplified.
“Of course!” He took two steps back. Then, his body began to swell, and he even grew taller on the spot. Seeing that, Jared fathomed Bilius must have cultivated some form of power-augmenting technique. Nevertheless, he was unfazed.
“Be careful, Mr. Chance. This is the ultimate move practiced by Mr. Erdell and his disciples, Limitless Strength!” Zebediah reminded Jared loudly.
Meanwhile, Sigurd, standing at one side, also clenched his fists, planning to step in at the critical moment. Although Jared was stronger than Bilius, Sigurd didn’t know if Jared could withstand being hit without retaliating.
If Jared were killed, he wouldn’t survive either, as his bodily spirit was still in Jared’s hands. He couldn’t stand idly and watch Jared die. “Don’t worry,” Jared chirped confidently.
“Brat, you’re the first in Emerald Cauldron Sect to force me to use my ultimate skill.” After saying that, Bilius leaped up and extended his leg to kick Jared’s head. This time, Bilius didn’t use his hands, nor did he target Jared’s body again. Instead, he used his leg to attack the latter’s head.
It seemed like he was determined to do away with Jared. After all, who could endure a ferocious kick from a Top Level Manifestor while standing still without suffering any injuries?
Noticing Bilius was trying to kill Jared by directly aiming at his head, Zebediah was astounded. At the same time, Sigurd’s aura burst forth, and he was about to interfere in the fight. However, Jared narrowed his eyes as a cold glint flitted across his gaze. “None of you are allowed to move.”
Jared told Zebediah and Sigurd to stay back, not allowing them to intervene, while his body shone with golden light as he activated Golem Body. Instantaneously, dazzling golden scales covered his entire figure.
At that instant, Jared resembled a golden- armored war god, exuding righteous energy and standing unmoving in his spot.
Bilius was slightly taken aback to see the changes in Jared’s outward form. Still, he had launched his kick attack and could no longer stop it at that point, so he mustered all his might to boot Jared’s head.
Bam! That kick could smash even a body made of iron into smithereens. However, when the blow struck Jared’s head, all that happened to him was staggering three steps back. His head didn’t explode, and his brain matter didn’t splatter..
Bilius felt his leg turning numb. He landed on the ground in utter astonishment, barely able to keep his balance.
He genuinely didn’t expect Jared’s head could also be so hard. He was unable to break Jared’s defense even with his ultimate skill.
“Three moves are up. You can hand over the resources now,” Jared said while staring impassively at Bilius. Bilius stood frozen in his spot, stumped and dumbfounded.
Everyone else also fell silent. Bilius, their eldest senior who was exceptionally strong, had actually lost. He failed to cause the slightest injury to Jared even when the latter stayed still and took the beating.
The difference in their capabilities was simply insurmountable. The crowd was baffled by Jared’s cultivation level for him to possess such a monstrous physique.
