Taking in Bilius' demeanor, Jared couldn't help but curl his lips, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain.
Bilius' anger intensified when he saw Jared's facial expression. The next second, his fists glowed with dazzling light.
When Bilius threw a punch, a flash of blinding light erupted, prompting everyone to close their eyes instinctively.
Boom!
A massive explosion sounded, much like the detonation of a bomb.
Upon hearing that sound, the crowd opened their eyes and saw Jared rooted in his spot, his body entirely unscathed.
Bilius, on the other hand, wasn't doing fine. Blood trickled down his right wrist as the great recoil had completely shattered his purlicue.
Colors drained from Bilius' countenance. He could sense everyone's gazes on him.
“You have one move left. Shall we continue?” Jared looked at Bilius with a faint smile.
The muscles on Bilius' face twitched continuously, and the murderous intent in his eyes amplified.
“Of course!”
He took two steps back. Then, his body began to swell, and he even grew taller on the spot.
Seeing that, Jared fathomed Bilius must have cultivated some form of power-augmenting technique. Nevertheless, he was unfazed.
“Be careful, Mr. Chance. This is the ultimate move practiced by Mr. Erdell and his disciples, Limitless Strength!” Zebediah reminded Jared loudly.
Meanwhile, Sigurd, standing at one side, also clenched his fists, planning to step in at the critical moment.
Although Jared was stronger than Bilius, Sigurd didn't know if Jared could withstand being hit without retaliating.
If Jared were killed, he wouldn't survive either, as his bodily spirit was still in Jared's hands.
He couldn't stand idly and watch Jared die.
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