The Legendary Man

Chapter 648 Exposed Identity

Jonathan was now in a standoff with Zebedee and Team Oracle who numbered thirteen men.

Watching them through the door, Nina didn’t dare make a single move. Instead, she gripped the couch’s corners so tightly that the veins in the back of her hands began to bulge.

Prior to having her meridians sealed, she—as a Grandmaster—would have been capable of giving Jonathan a hard time even though she was still no match for him.

What she didn’t expect was Jonathan sealing her meridians out of caution even though she had used a magical item to suppress her cultivation level to that of Superior Realm.

As a God Realm warrior, is it really necessary to be wary of someone from Superior Realm?

Having her powers sealed and suffering the effects of the laxative, the ashen-faced Nina could no longer move, let alone flee.

Along the corridor, the ring of the nearby elevator interrupted the standoff.

As its doors opened, Geoffrey stepped out, phone in hand.

“Mr. Goldstein…”

No sooner had he spoken than he stared at Zebedee and his men in shock.

With Jonathan brandishing a magical weapon against a group of hostile-looking men, even a fool could sense that something was amiss.

Zebedee, with an emotionless gaze, gave Jonathan a look.

“Mister, you know how to speak Jetroinian?”

“A little,” Jonathan replied with a smile as he swung his staff around.

He continued, “So, what are a bunch of Jetroinians pretending to be Chanaeans up to?”

“Pretending?” Zebedee sounded surprise. “Since when were we pretending? We only spoke Chanaean to you out of courtesy.”

are you doing here in Chanaea?” Jonathan probed in

evident that they were Jetroinian warriors. To be in Chanaea at such a sensitive time, it was obvious what their objective

as to why he couldn’t feel any spiritual energy

technique? If that’s the case, I have to get my hands on it.

began to

We’re here in Chanaea to make an

entry date into the country,”

Makino. I’m the head of Team Oracle,” Zebedee answered with a slight bow and a grin on his

of a blade could be seen bearing down upon

Clang!

the clash of metal, Jonathan stopped the blade with

fly from the magical staff, a lava-like substance began to flow along the motifs on its surface, spreading from where Jonathan’s grip was

a meter-long broken blade

a contest of strength discreetly, both of

that report directly to

his earlier calm was now replaced by a cold

known within Chanaea’s military circles as the legendary Asura.

a twitch of his tongue—a

Ding!

wave of Jonathan’s staff deflected the needle away. Immediately after, he raised his right fist and slammed it on top of his staff

Clang!

front of his face,

flying staff extended its length in mid-air with both its ends stabbing into the walls of

into the air, Jonathan threw forward a magical meteor hammer before grabbing the staff with

blade when he

Boom!

through the corridor wall, Zebedee ended up buried in the

expect nothing

echoed from

eyes, Jonathan stared at Zebedee’s

suit to

had fallen out with each other, there was no need for Zebedee to hide his cultivation