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”

body slightly and ducked

followed closely behind

several steps backward. Marcelo landed in front of Jun. “Do you still think I’m just some third-rate

back. As a Greater Martial

his katana, which remained sheathed, and aimed a strike at

stretched out his right hand. He caught hold of Jun’s scabbard, and their electrifying

and Marcelo felt a humungous driving force

the blade without any

aura diminished. Stumbling several steps back, he spat out

cocky now, I suppose? What at disgrace!” Jun mocked disdainfully as his glacial gaze surveyed the crowd. “Come on out and face

over for

stinging humiliation of being publicly bested. He reached for the Nine-section Whip at his belt. With a

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