A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4688

Octavion stared at the broken hilt in his hand, looking nonplussed. Finally, he could only sigh helplessly and managed a bitter smile. “Your Dragonslayer Sword is indeed powerful. My blade is considered a top-notch spiritual tool, but I never imagined it would crumble so easily under your sword. Could I possibly take a look at your sword?”

“Sure!” Jared casually tossed Dragonslayer Sword over to Octavion.

Octavion received Dragonslayer Sword, his expression serious as he examined it.

He merely infused a touch of his spiritual energy into Dragonslayer Sword, hoping to thoroughly understand the weapon.

Just as the spiritual energy was infused, Dragonslayer Sword began to tremble violently. Immediately after, a blistering sword light surged, heading straight for Octavion's palm.

Octavion was taken aback, quickly releasing his grip. Dragonslayer Sword then found its way back into Jared's hand.

“There's a sword spirit in Dragonslayer Sword?” Octavion asked in astonishment.

“Of course, your blade has a blade spirit too, doesn't it?” Jared said.

Octavion, however, shook his head and said, “It's not the same. Although my blade also possesses a spirit, it's not like Dragonslayer Sword. It can't attack on its own. Compared to Dragonslayer Sword, mine is just a broken blade. After so many rounds with me, you've only managed to best me by a small margin. You must be going easy on me. Given your strength, I'm afraid I'd surely lose within three moves.”

Jared offered a slight smile, sheathing his Dragon Slayer sword with an air of nonchalance. “You flatter me,” he said calmly. “Victory and defeat are common occurrences. Today's battle has been quite enlightening for me.”

A flicker of complexity passed through Octavion's eyes. “No need to console me. I took a gamble and lost; I was simply outmatched. I can't say my loss this time was undeserved.”

Jared wore a smile without uttering a word yet secretly reveled in his triumph.

He had indeed concealed his true capabilities. After all, when facing other cultivators, the more cards one had up their sleeve, the greater the chances of survival.

Also, he didn't want to humiliate Octavion. After all, there was no deep-seated grudge between them, and it was merely a friendly competition.

“Since the outcome has been decided, why don't we find a place to have a drink?” Jared suggested.

Jared found Octavion quite different from the other celestials.