The crowd felt as light as a feather once the invisible constraint on their body had vanished entirely. They turned their heads towards the source of the voice and exclaimed, “It’s him?”
“Oh my God!”
Those who had witnessed Jacob’s unforgettable capabilities on the stage the other day shrieked in ecstasy.
On the other hand, those who had missed the chance to watch him showcasing his skills had also heard from the others that he was the one who had defeated Tom Shaw, the man whom was at the pinnacle of martial arts. Jacob was idolized by all the younger generations in the Shaw family after that day and he had almost become a divine being in their word of mouth.
The father and son duo, Cornell and Tom, let out a huge sigh of relief as soon as they saw Jacob’s arrival. Cornell was relieved that he had made the right choice by choosing to stand on Jacob’s side.
However, his joy was not long lasting as anxiety soon crept up on him again. Jacob was likely no more than a Virtuoso-to-be and even though he wanted to help the Shaw family, he would not be able to trump Darnell.
“What a trivial skill!” Darnell narrowed his eyes and glared at the figure in the air, some colour seemed to have returned to his white-washed face.
It was indeed possible to tread on air if one had profound internal strength as he himself could do it too. However, the game was not worth the candle as it was a waste of one’s internal power. It was just an ostentatious move for showing off.
“Only youngsters will employ such a flashy move to enjoy the limelight. Let me see how much internal power you still have left from flaunting this move!” Darnell sneered coldly.
Jacob descended slowly from the middle of the air and uttered coolly, “Enough to finish you off!”
“How conceited of you! Even a Virtuoso would not dare to say that he could kill me!” Darnell was shaken up as if he had heard something that was ultra-ridiculous.
“I am thankful that you had come to our rescue, Jacob, but Darnell was presumed to be the best Virtuoso that had ever lived…” Cornell hurriedly chipped in as he wanted to discuss his plan with Jacob. Now that they had one more Virtuoso-to-be on their side, it would be in the Shaws’ best interest if the negotiation could turn out well as Cornell did not have the confidence to beat Darnell even if he joined hands with Jacob. The Shaws were willing to hand over whatever that they could offer to Darnell.
“There’s no need to continue!” Jacob swiftly cut in on his words.
Cornell was stunned on the spot after being interrupted, and he sighed with a heavy heart. Jacob was indeed very gifted and capable to have achieved the Would-be Virtuoso Phase at such a young age, but unfortunately it was exactly due to his age that some arrogance and pride were still retained in his character which had helped obscured the terror of Darnell.
Cornell was in a hurry to fill Jacob in on Darnell’s past and background.
Before he could manage to open his mouth, Darnell’s figure had disappeared from the chair he was sitting on.
A dark mana had streaked across the sky as Darnell had instantly materialized in front of them.
Cornell’s body trembled in horror as he finally sensed the terror of Darnell, whom was known to be the best Virtuoso. As a Virtuoso-to-be, Cornell was afraid that even he could not hold up to him if they were to engage in a combat.
“Retreat!” Cornell shouted at Jacob while he immediately put into use of the Shaw family’s famous Sliding Steps in his Would-be Virtuoso Phase to skid backwards for more than ten metres in a split second. Even though he had managed to escape from the imminent danger, Darnell’s slap still made his scalp tingled in fear.
Cornell had used up all his might to try to evade that murderous hit but he was still injured heavily by the extreme pressure that followed afterwards which had resulted in him spitting out a mouthful of blood.
An involuntary shiver had passed over Cornell’s body, causing him to tremble in almost every limb after experiencing Darnell’s move that could wound others through the air. It was evident that he could still wield moves that were on the Virtuoso level.
There was indeed an insurmountable barrier between the level of Virtuoso-to-be and Virtuoso!
“What an insignificant move.” Jacob looked on with disappointment pooling in his eyes as he was wishing for some sort of incredible moves that would impress him.
Jacob’s insult and provocation had gotten on Darnell’s nerves as he turned his head to glare at the young man, “I got to give it to you that you have guts for not dodging my attack!”
“However, a battle is not only about audacity and gallantry. You will never know the terror of a Virtuoso as you have never been one!” he said with a chilly voice that gave everyone goose bumps as his grisly smile turned more horrendous.
The extent of the aura emanating from his body was as if it could engulf and inundate the whole world, and he had shot it towards Jacob to envelop him.
Jacob mocked with sarcasm, “You talk in such a manner as if you were a Virtuoso.”
“Even if you are a Virtuoso, I am still going to murder you as I please!” Jacob exploded with an earth-shaking pressure that quickly torn apart Darnell’s aura that had overwhelmed the whole place.
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