Chapter 745
“What do we have here? It’s a Jalunese mutt! Do you really think that a big, lumbering oaf like you can kill me? Are all Jalunese people this foolish?” Ashton sneered as he glanced at Myron with disdain.
He looked incredibly arrogant and cocky.
With a murderous look on his face, Myron snarled, “What did you just say to me?”
Myron was a respected Jalunese fighter. And yet, he was currently being ridiculed by a mere Casorian nobody. To make matters worse, Ashton had mocked his physique–he despised derogatory comments about his body size more than anything else!
“I’m talking to you, you fool! Get on your knees and admit defeat before begging for mercy. Otherwise, you’re going to die an extremely gruesome death!” Ashton scoffed.
He had no respect for the Jalunese. As Lawrence once said, not a single one of them deserved to live!
“Go to hell!”
Enraged, Myron lifted his arm and conjured a violent gust of wind. He swung his fist downward and aimed straight for Ashton’s vital point.
Instead of dodging, Ashton struck back with equal force. Both of their fists slammed together with a thunderous bang, and the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air. The ground cracked beneath them, while dust and debris were scattered in all directions.
In a split moment, Myron’s gigantic figure staggered backward. Pain shot through his fingers as blood began to seep from his knuckles.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Ashton in shock. Ashton was a tiny and insignificant Casorian. He couldn’t believe he could match his raw power!
Moreover, this was the first time they had ever interacted with each other as equals, and Ashton’s semi–divine realm powers were clearly weaker than his.
Myron’s expression contorted with rage. Overwhelmed with anger, he immediately launched a series of attacks on Ashton. Despite his massive frame, Myron moved at terrifying speed. To make matters worse, his vast attack range made it nearly impossible for Ashton to dodge his strikes. So, the latter had no choice but to meet his attacks head–on.
This was exactly what Ashton had hoped for. Myron possessed the strength of a giant, and Ashton wanted to see just how strong he truly was. In fact, he wanted to see whether Myron could force him to push past his current limits!
Thunderous explosions erupted in rapid succession as Ashton and Myron’s fists collided again and again. Due to the sheer force of their blows, the entire deathmatch stage seemed like it was on the verge of collapse.
On the 26th attack, a violent surge of energy burst out from Ashton’s body. His punch ripped through Myron’s powers. Subsequently, it shattered his defenses before slamming into his chest with devastating force.
Myron spat out a mouthful of blood as a deep dent formed in his chest. His body was hurled through the air before it crashed heavily against the edge of the barrier. His insides churned violently, and he was in an excruciating amount of pain.
“What are you waiting for, Myron? Use the Limit–Break Expansion!” Gareth instructed firmly. “Don’t disgrace us. Stay true to the warrior code and give your life for the Jalunese Martial Association!”
“Yes…. I refuse to tarnish the honor of the Jalunese Martial Association. Limit… Break!”
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