Even though Flaxseed 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 place 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.
Skylar'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 I land a scratch on Jared despite attacking with the strongest power within the martial arts world?
Skylar 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 Skylar a free hand to beat him was just to destroy the latter psychologically.
Jared felt it necessary to do so given Skylar's insatiable ambition and relentless scheme.
Just as expected, Skylar 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.
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