Jun met Marcelo’s eyes fearlessly. “Are you Jared?” “You wish!” Marcello shook his head. “If so, I have no interest in dueling you. Get hold of Jared right now.”

His words nettled Marcelo greatly. Is he belittling me as he thinks I’m not as good as Jared? That was Marcelo’s final straw.

“You foolish ronin should think twice before assuming Jared is the sole expert in the entire martial arts world. I’m well capable of defeating you single-handedly”

at Jun. Jun slanted his body slightly and ducked the blow

failed attack, Marcelo followed closely behind before leaping up

it pushing him several steps backward. Marcelo landed in front of Jun. “Do you still think I’m just some

Greater Martial Arts Marquis, you might

katana, which remained sheathed, and

out his right hand. He caught hold of Jun’s scabbard,

area, and Marcelo felt a

blade without any resistance and penetrated his

aura diminished. Stumbling several steps back, he spat out a mouthful

What at disgrace!” Jun mocked disdainfully as his glacial gaze surveyed the crowd. “Come on out and face me, Jared. Don’t be such a

over for

being publicly bested. He reached for the Nine-section Whip at his belt. With a flick of his wrist, it instantly transformed into a

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