CHAPTER 2069 NAIVE
Even though xseed and Sherman had stepped back, they could still feel the power of the
aftershock. As they desperately braced themselves, the buildings around them bore the brunt of the
force.
Once the gale had stopped and the dust settled, the devastation wreaked upon the garden was
reminiscent of a raging hurricane.
Jared remained where he was, showing no change in emotion at all.
The only difference was in the growing contempt in his eyes.
Sherman was heartbroken to see the devastation in the courtyard. The ce was, after all, owned by
his family. If his father were to see it upon emerging from his seclusion, he would likely have him
crippled.
That said, Sherman was astonished at how unfazed Jared was.
Skr''s eyes, too, widened in shock as all color drained from his face. “T-This is impossible!”
The sight of the unharmed Jared filled him with disbelief.
All this while, he had been cultivating hard and increasing his strength continuously with the sole goal
of killing Jared one day.
Now that he wielded the power of a Martial Arts Saint and possessed Inferno Devil''s Form, he
assumed that he could easily end Jared''s life.
Little did he expect the opposite to happen.
Why can''t Ind a scratch on Jared despite attacking with the strongest power within the martial arts
world?
Skr just couldn''t fathom the reason.
“Why is it impossible? Do you really think that a Martial Arts Saint is the most powerful level within the
martial arts world? I can''t believe how naive you are. I have killed many Martial Arts Gods before, let
alone a Martial Arts Saint like you,” Jared sneered.
The reason why he didn''t move and gave Skr a free hand to beat him was just to destroy thetter
psychologically.
Jared felt it necessary to do so given Skr''s insatiable ambition and relentless scheme.
Just as expected, Skr was dumbfounded by Jared''s words.
“M-Martial Arts God?” he mumbled.
As far as he knew, there was no such thing as a Martial Arts God.
A Martial Arts Saint was supposed to stand at the pinnacle of the martial arts world, not to mention how
few of them there were.
After I have gone through hellish training to achieve the level of Martial Arts Saint, you''re now telling
me that something more powerful exists in the form of a Martial Arts God?
Skr was crushed by the revtion.
“Do you want to have a taste of the power of a Martial Arts God? Let me open your eyes.”
No sooner had he finished than Jared gave Skr a p.
p!
The moment a crisp sound rang out, Skr felt his body grow lighter while his head began to spin.
Before he knew it, he was flying through the air at breakneck speed and could feel an intense airflow
blowing across his skin.
xseed''s and Sherman''s eyes almost popped out of their sockets when a single ck dot was all
they could see of Skr.
Jared''s p had sent him airborne, causing everyone else to wonder if he had been thrown into outer
space.
An indeterminate time passed before Skr''s body finally crashed to the ground.
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Boom!
A thundering rumble was heard from afar as the impact threw a mushroom cloud of dust into the air.
Filled with disbelief, Sherman gulped nervously.
By the time Skr crawled out of the ground, half his face was already contorted, making for a
horrifying sight.
The look he gave Jared was one that was brimming with fear, a result thetter sought to achieve.
Don''t believe him! He''s not this so-called Martial Arts God. Don''t forget about your Inferno Devil''s Form,
the spirit within Skr reminded upon sensing his fear.
“You''re right. I have the Inferno Devil''s Form. There''s no reason for me to fear him... Argh...” Skr
suddenly roared.
His body started to glow as it underwent a transformation.
Very quickly, a burning inferno was ignited around him, raising the temperature of the Crafting n
building.