“Sure,” the Saint said, “Zayn, your action will decide if you and your mother live.”
His remark was made with a profound tone.
Zayn nodded strenuously while his gaze turned sharp as well.
His eyes met Ezra’s, and he could clearly see the ghastly, murderous intent in Ezra’s eyes that seemed to almost engulf him whole.
Despite how powerful he was, he inevitably sensed the piercing cold from Ezra for a brief moment.
However, he did not feel the slightest fear in his heart because he had mentally prepared for this before he came.
It was the best outcome out of all the numerous possibilities he could think of. Next, his capabilities would decide if he could live.
Lysithea’s lips moved ever so slightly as she looked at Zayn deeply. “Godspeed.”
Zayn cracked a bright smile and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll win.”
Upon saying that, he stepped out in long strides. In just two to three steps, he vanished.
Ezra let out a grunt coldly and did not take Zayn seriously at all. He disappeared from where he stood in a brief moment, and when he appeared again, he was on top of another mountain.
It was not a huge mountain by any means, and a large chunk of land was carved out of it to form an arena over tens of thousands of square feet.
There were holes and pits on the ground, and it was very apparent that this location had specifically seen many a duel.
Ezra was the first to show up. He was still dressed in his usual attire that fluttered in the wind. There was no telling how deep his martial arts skill ran.
He was obviously an old man close to 60 years old, but he looked no different from a young man in terms of appearance.
Zayn arrived right behind him. He stood opposite Ezra, the distance between them being less than 50 meters, a distance that someone of their capacity could cross in an instant.
It did not take long before the people at the execution site came chasing after them in succession. However, they dared not follow Zayn and Ezra to the mountains.
Instead, they only had the courage to watch from afar. It was because they knew the lethality of a duel between powerful fighters like Zayn and Ezra. If they got too close, they would certainly be caught in the crossfire!
Still, even if that was the case, they were very thrilled.
One should know that this was a battle between two perfect-class master fighters.
It was an extremely rare event, especially for the master fighters who were beyond excited because watching the entire thing would be very helpful in their training if they could observe the battle from the start to the end!
Ezra stood with his hands clasped behind his back as he gazed at Zayn standing before him nonchalantly. He felt rather emotional in his heart as he admired Zayn to a certain extent.
One should know that Zayn had just been a weak fourth-tier master fighter just three months ago who could not even withstand a single blow from Ezra.
At that time, he had no regard for Zayn at all when he was pursuing the latter because he had been toying with Zayn.
To his astonishment, he never expected that the weakling Zayn could actually improve to such an extent that Zayn could stand on his own against him within a short time.
His arrogance did not allow him to forgive himself for his own shortcomings.
However, this would end right there and then.
He would kill Zayn with his hands today so that he could complete the task that he was unable to complete three months ago.
A rare talent like Zayn was hard to come by. Perhaps, Zayn would become an Invincibilis powerhouse for real if he could train for a few more years.
What a tragedy though that a dead talent could no longer be considered a talent anymore.