By then, Jared was on the brink of collapse. He could feel the cloudiness setting into his vision.
"Die!"
Biting the tip of his tongue, he reinvigorated himself with the rush of blood, causing his aura to explode once more.
The remaining three Black Copper Robe warriors were dumbfounded.
"The kid has gone mad to burn through his blood essence! Seems like he intends to launch a suicide attack. We have to retreat!"
One of them turned tail and fled, while the other two showed no hesitation at all.
After flinging out two smoke bombs, the martial arts arena was shrouded in a black mist.
Once the mist had cleared, Jared's lone figure—supported by the Dragonslayer Sword he was holding—was all that was left in the arena.
As for his three opponents, they were nowhere to be seen at all.
"F*ck..."
The turn of events triggered a drastic change in Zion's expression.
Edgar, too, was equally unsettled and lost.
In contrast, the surrounding crowd stared at the blood-drenched Jared, filled with admiration.
Jared, after sweeping his gaze across the onlookers, felt his vision go black before he slumped to the ground.
While his sudden collapse came as a shock to everyone, Zion's face lit up in delight. "Edgar, here's our chance."
As he spoke, he leaped into the air and landed in the arena. With his pride and honor cast aside, killing Jared was all that mattered to him then.
Taking his cue from Zion, Edgar, too, followed suit.
"Mr. Chance..."
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