Chapter 1113 Ji'Han's Provocation
1113 Ji'Han's Provocation
John's words reverberated throughout the stadium, stunning everyone. No one could believe he would utter such words, yet alone say it with such confidence. After Ji'Han revealed his cultivation speed, the fight should have been over there.
It was almost impossible to jump two minor realms, let alone against a pinnacle genius like Ji'Han. Even with his cultivation paused at the Late Dao Transformation Realm due to John's interference, that was still an entire minor realm higher than John's cultivation. That gap was utterly impossible to bridge against a genius like Ji'Han, where fighting him at even cultivation was next to impossible.
And yet, there was no doubt, no uncertainty in John's tone, nor was there any hesitation in his movements. He walked calmly towards Ji'Han, like a beast who had already cornered its prey with no hope of escape. It was not the demeanor of someone who was at a great disadvantage as everyone had thought.
"Is he bluffing?" some asked those near them, confused as to what was going to happen next.
"Surely this is a bluff, right? He's going to act strong, then accept defeat before he is gravely injured, thus saving face," other's assumed, still unconvinced that John could stand against Ji'Han.
While the crowd discussed the fight to come with anxious anticipation, Ji'Han looked at John with a calm, yet slightly furrowed expression. He held this gaze for a short while, then closed his eyes for a moment and sighed.
"I'll admit your physical strength is far greater than I had assumed it would be," Ji'Han said, putting his weaker sword away and drawing his true sword instead. "But what good is your strength if you can never reach me? This battle will end without you drawing a single drop of my blood."
The scythe shaft in his hand groaned under the force of his tightening grip, while the Asura within him felt as though it was about to burst out on its own accord, wanting to rip Ji'Han apart limb from limb. John pushed the emerging Asura within him back down. Against someone like Ji'Han, his Dragon-God Shift was enough. Ji'Han did not deserve the honor of losing to his full power. He was not worthy of making the Asura appear.
"Your son is an absolute moron," Lilian said out loud, her tone tinged with mockery.
"What did you say?" the Sword-Saint asked, his eyes snapping towards her. The others on the platform looked over as well, surprised to hear Lilian say such a thing, to the Sword-Saint no less. Only the Prime Shadow reacted differently, with an amused smile creeping onto the corner of his mouth for a moment.
"I said he's a moron," Lilian repeated calmly, turning to look at the glowering Sword-Saint, meeting his heated gaze with a cold, indifferent expression. "I warned him not to anger John, and he ignored that warning."
"Tch, so what if that boy is angered? His anger won't help him," the Sword-Saint sneered.
Lilian smiled ever so lightly, then averted her gaze, returning it back to the arena below. "I hope you have a good healer on standby," she sighed lightly. "Your son is going to need one very soon."
"This battle has only one conclusion," the Sword-Saint scoffed. "With my son reigning supr-"
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