“D*mn it! After him!” Garthor bellowed angrily, going after Jagoan with his men.
Skyler turned to Archer and asked, “What shall we do?”
“We give chase too. We can’t let Stormwind Sect take him away. After all, he’s a Demonic Cultivator. If Stormwind Sect gets its hands on him, it’ll surely use him. We can’t allow Demonic Cultivation to rise from the ashes.”
After saying that, Archer launched himself into the air with his sword in hand and rushed after Jagoan too.
Meanwhile, Jagoan was focusing his elixir field and spiritual energy on his feet so that he could run as swiftly as the wind. Despite his speed, however, Garthor was just as fast and quickly gaining on him.
“Having Stormwind Sect take notice of your talent will be the making of you, so why are you running? As long as you do as I say, the sect won’t cause you any trouble!” Garthor called out to Jagoan from behind.
He wanted to take Jagoan with him to study the latter.
I want to know what he did to attract such incredible faith energy. And then there’s his Demonic Cultivation that enables one to enhance their powers by absorbing another’s.
That’s also a technique I truly desire!
“I’ve told you already that I don’t care for all that!” Jagoan continued sprinting forward with all his might.
He did not trust Garthor’s words at all!
“Hmph! As a Martial Arts God, it’d be a disgrace if I let you, a puny Martial Arts Saint, get away!”
With that, Garthor sprang into the air and landed directly in front of Jagoan, blocking the latter’s way.
Jagoan had no choice but to come to a sudden halt upon seeing that. He looked at Garthor warily.
At that moment, the other Stormwind Sect disciples caught up to them and immediately surrounded Jagoan. Sweeping his gaze over them, Jagoan knew he would have little chance of escaping that day.
He said icily, “Are you telling me that as a hidden sect, the only thing Stormwind Sect is good at is ganging up on others? If you have the guts, let’s have a one-on-one fight”
He understood that fleeing was no longer possible, and the only option was to fight it out. Hence, he planned on provoking Garthor into engaging in a one-on-one match with him.
I’ve no hope of winning if they decide to attack me together.
“Why would I need to resort to ganging up on someone like you? Just me alone is more than enough,” Garthor retorted with a snort.
Then, he said to his subordinates, “The rest of you can stand down. Let me deal with this brat!”
The others nodded. They stepped back and gathered on one side.
Seeing that, Jagoan wasted no time drawing out his Dragonslayer Sword and activating Golem Body, pushing his aura to its limits. Dragonslayer Sword emitted a buzzing sound, and a shadowy figure materialized. Jagoan had also summoned the sword spirit!
I know I’ve got to go all out in the fight against Garthor.
It’d be best if I could defeat him in one move!
Garthor’s eyes glittered with greed as he stared at the sword in Jagoan’s hands. “You may not be very powerful, but you sure have many magical items. However, all of them will soon be mine!”
No sooner had he said that than he rushed toward Jagoan at an impossibly fast speed. His speed was so astonishing that Jagoan only had time to sense a figure shoot past him before Garthor appeared right before his very eyes.
Instinctively, Jagoan swung his sword. A series of dragon roars split the air, and a blinding light shot out from the weapon. Not only did Garthor make no attempt to avoid the light, he even aimed a swift kick at it, sending a mass of condensed martial energy colliding straight with the sword’s light.
There was an ear-splitting explosion, and the aftershocks triggered showers of rubble.
Jagoan was forced to take several steps backward, and he could feel Dragonslayer Sword trembling in his hand.
As for Garthor, he landed opposite Jagoan with his lips curled into a sneer.
Jagoan knitted his brows.
I’m wielding Dragonslayer Sword and have already drawn on the sword spirit’s powers, yet I still don’t have the upper hand. Garthor’s strength is truly remarkable indeed.