A Man Like None Other

However, while Jerison was sneering smugly, he was suddenly stunned, and even the smile on his face faltered. The rapidly spreading frost abruptly halted upon reaching Jared's feet, not moving forward an inch. It was as if the frost was afraid of Jared and no longer dared to move.

"How could this be?" Jerison furrowed his brows. Then, he let out a bellow. A large amount of cold mist emerged from his foot as he forcefully stomped on the arena.

The cold mist enveloped the arena, and the frost began to spread along the platform once again. However, the frost bypassed Jared, encasing the entire arena in ice.

The area within a one-meter radius where Jared stood was bare of frost. Jerison gazed at the incredulous scene before him, feeling utterly bewildered. "D*mn it! What the heck is going on? Still, trapping you within this one meter is sufficient."

Jerison leaped up and aimed a kick at Jared. A massive amount of cold mist billowed, surging in Jared's direction. Jared gave a derisive smile. He moved in a flash and instantly left the place he originally stood.

couldn't help but look at Jared, only to find that the

The occurrence left Jerison utterly baffled. "It seems that your frost is a little afraid of me,"

don't believe this!" Jerison gritted his teeth and attacked Jared once more. Jared merely dodged, and he did so in the most. pathetic manner every time, deliberately

accelerate his attacks. In the blink of an eye, Jerison had kicked at Jared over a hundred times, each one grazing the latter's body. The turns of events caused the onlookers

stupid. He's a cultivator at Third Level Body Fusion Realm, yet

that guy if he had moved his leg a little to the left." "I

embarrassment. He wanted to resume fighting, but his series of rapid attacks earlier had significantly drained

are mine!" Jared said to Jerison. "Of course we're continuing the fight. If I

aimed another kick at Jared. Jared repeated his previous maneuver, swerving his body to dodge