Chapter 747
There were others from the audience who chimed in as well.
“It’s such a shame that Ashton ultimately succumbed to his own overconfidence!”
“Who did Ashton think he was kidding? Did he really think he was invincible? He brought this on himself–he had no one to blame but himself!”
“Is the match concluded?”
“I don’t believe it… I mean, how could Ashton have lost?”
In the midst of the cacophony, a rustling sound came from the deathmatch stage. Ashton slowly rose from the pool of blood.
His frame was unsteady, but his posture remained defiant and upright. His bloodshot eyes showed no fear–only pure, manic thrill. He found the sensation absolutely exhilarating.
He suddenly burst out laughing as blood oozed from his wounds, his eyes blazing with a fierce, predatory gleam. “You Jalunese bastards are weak as fuck! Is that all the power you have? It felt like a mere massage to me! Did you truly believe this would be my end? You have a long way to go!”
“H–How is Ashton actually standing up after that strike? Did he actually tank that hit from Myron? He’s actually more terrifying than I thought!”
“Ashton seems to have gone mad! He’s a fighting freak! He’s actually enjoying a fight where his life is on the line!”
“Is he even considered human at this point?”
The crowd suddenly grew uneasy. Even those who had previously held Ashton in contempt were now struck with a profound sense of reverence.
“Go to hell, Ashton!” Myron roared, feeling utterly enraged again. He was bleeding everywhere as he swung an even stronger punch toward Ashton.
He was determined to crush the Casorian bastard who had repeatedly humiliated him. He was invincible at the moment, and under his Limit–Break Expansion, no one would be able to withstand his second punch.
Myron’s punch shot forward, causing a cataclysmic explosion to erupt and trailing a wake of sparks in the air as it surged toward Ashton’s head with blinding velocity.
Ashton still didn’t dodge his attack. He could feel the blood surging within him as a savage fire consumed his eyes. He continued to gain insight into the martial path and the mastery of power in that life–or–death situation.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and threw a punch.
Their fists met with a thunderous impact, and once again, Ashton was sent flying, blood erupting like fireworks as he smashed against the barrier’s edge.
“Why isn’t he dodging the attack again? Why is Ashton so obstinate? How could he expect to defeat Myron in a direct confrontation of strength? Ashton is done for this time. He’s not getting up after that hit!”
“Ashton was defeated by his own stubbornness!”
“His death is long overdue!
“Hold on! Ashton’s getting up again! Holy shit! Is he truly invincible? That devastating blow should have obliterated any mortal man, yet he stands to continue the fight! That’s nothing short of a miracle!”
“Have you guys noticed the energy coming off Ashton? It’s growing more malevolent by the second! I’m actually starting to get creeped out–it’s as if the Grim Reaper has finally unleashed his true fury!”
Chapter 747
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