“No problem…” Surprisingly, Jared actually agreed.
“Jared, have you lost your mind?” Fraser looked at Jared in disbelief.
“Fraser, even without the Dragonslayer Sword, I could crush him,” Jared gave a slight smile.
“All right. Since you’ve agreed, you’re not allowed to use the sword in your hand anymore,” Keaton said.
Surprisingly, Jared actually stowed away the Dragonslayer Sword.
Inside the tavern, Red Ghost expressed his surprise. “I didn’t expect this Jared to actually agree. The reason he’s so formidable is largely because of the magic sword wields…”
“Without the Dragonslayer Sword, defeating the Thorne Sect’s great elder will be impossible for him. After all, the elder is an Immortal Realm Level Four expert.”
“That’s not necessarily the case,” Stefan retorted with a cold smirk. “Do you think Jared is an idiot? The reason dared to agree is because he’s absolutely confident. Just watch. The surprises just keep on coming…”
Stefan drained his glass of wine in one gulp.
On the other side, Keaton saw the situation and waved his hand broadly, declaring, “Everyone, step back. I can handle this myself.”
The members of the Thorne Sect gradually descended back to the ground, leaving only Jared and Keaton suspended in mid-air, standing face to face.
However, these members of the Thorne Sect were all intensely focused on Jared.
Although they had been ordered to stand down, it didn’t prevent them from taking action against Jared at a crucial moment. After all, they were using stealth weapons, striking when people least expected it.
Keaton fixed his gaze intently on Jared, his eyes gradually turning icy cold. The butterfly knife in his hand began to twirl.
At that moment, suddenly sprang into action, intent on killing Jared. He even engaged Jared in a one-on-one battle, clearly driven by personal motives.
Having witnessed the magic sword in Jared’s hand, as well as the celestial beast, Keaton desired to kill Jared and seize his Storage Ring for himself.
Following the grand battle with the Spirit Beast Sect, Jared must have been greatly drained. Additionally, now that Jared wasn’t using the Dragonslayer Sword, Keaton was confident could take Jared down.
If a group of people had attacked and killed Jared, getting their hands on Jared’s Storage Ring would likely have required some effort. After all, everyone was coveting the treasures that Jared possessed.
There was a real risk that someone might try to steal them. That was why suggested should do it alone.
Despite that, Keaton was still gullible. The reason Jared dared to put away his Dragonslayer Sword was undoubtedly because was absolutely certain of his course.
“How about it? Can we start the fight now that I’m not using a sword?” Jared asked.
“Of course. To prevent others from accusing me of bullying, I allow you three moves first,” Keaton spoke with great gusto.
After all, it was already quite unfair for an Immortal Realm Level Four cultivator to deal with an Ultimate Realm Level Three cultivator. Now, they were even demanding that the latter not use his sword.
How shameless could they be?
That was why Keaton suggested that Jared should perform three moves first. It was a way for to regain some dignity in front of everyone.
Jared gave a slight smile, ignoring him, and instead, tightly clenched his fist.
“Sacred Light Fist!” Jared threw a punch.
Boom!
His massive iron Fist tore through the void, heading straight for Keaton.
Upon seeing the situation, Keaton was immediately taken aback. He had initially thought that Jared could only exhibit his terrifying strength by relying on the Dragonslayer Sword. Yet now, the punch from Jared came, bringing with it a boundless terror.
“Is this celestial skill?” Keaton wore a face of utter shock.
From the impact of the punch, could genuinely sense that this was no ordinary martial arts technique. But since had already declared would give Jared three moves, if were to strike now, would truly become the laughingstock.
Jared’s Sacred Light Fist was like a golden meteor, tearing through the void, bearing down with relentless pressure on Keaton. Wherever his fist breezed through, it seemed as though the air was being torn apart, letting out a piercing shriek.
The expression on Keaton’s face instantly turned grave. He hadn’t expected the power of Jared’s punch to be so terrifying, far surpassing his predictions.
