However, other than a few of those in third-grade worlds, the others did not know who the one rushing forward was
at all.
All of them felt like Jack must have been forced to the point of insanity and wanted to end his life quickly. Otherwise,
he would never have rushed forward so blindly.
As those thoughts floated in everyone's minds, Jack’s Broken Soul Blade clashed against Horace's Frost Moon Slash.
As these two techniques came to blows, a series of explosions were heard.
Two intense energies clashed in the air, trying to devour each other. Shockwaves were produced, and the warriors
closer to the center were blown back by the energy. The clash was too powerful, and everyone could even see a
small energy cortex being formed at the center of the clash.
Everyone's eyes widened as they looked to the middle.
In the middle of the clash, a sudden shout was heard by everyone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEveryone perked up unblinkingly. Even with the explosions, everyone could hear that Horace was the one who
shouted.
What happened?
Why was Horace so shocked?
He sounded as though he was surprised.
The next second, a cry of agony was heard as a figure shrouded in a faint blue glow started to free-fall. With a
boom, that person plummeted to the ground!
Everyone's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets at that moment, because the one who fell from the air had
not been the hotheaded man who rushed forward but Horace instead.
Whatever world they were from, Horace was a transcendent figure to all warriors. Horace was far stronger than
them, and they would never be able to catch up to him.
Not a single warrior there was a match for Horace, but the scene in front of them indicated that Horace had lost!
"Hah! Is the one who's on the ground Horace? Have I gone blind? Am I hallucinating? How could he have lost to that
guy?"
As that was said, he paused, not knowing how to continue.
Someone around could not help but say, "Why is he on the ground? Did his technique backfire on him?"
The person could only think about it that way. After all, he could not believe that someone had been able to beat
Horace. In just one strike, Horace's attack crumbled, so they wondered if Horace’s technique rebounded on him.
That was the only excuse that person had to calm himself down from the shock.
At that moment, it was not just one person who was full of disbelief. Every single person had a face full of disbelief,
including Chad. This was far too unexpected.
Even Horace, who had been so arrogant and strong, was suddenly defeated in one blow by someone who appeared
out of nowhere.
He was writhing on the ground like a worm, not getting up even after so long.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWas this real?
They could not even believe it. They felt like they were dreaming.
Jack slowly landed on the ground as he glared at Horace, who was on the ground and clutching his chest.
It was not just the warriors from them, even Horace had no idea what had happened.
The two techniques clashed, and it never seemed like an even battle from the start. Jack's technique broke right
through his, and that broken blade quickly shot right at him, rendering him unable to react.
To him, Jack was not beneath an ant.
The fact that Horace was even bothering to deal with Jack should already be considered as honoring Jack, but
Horace ended up losing so badly!
That broken blade contained the power to devour souls!
Thankfully, Horace was skilled. The moment the blade touched his chest, he swiftly summoned up all the true
energy in his body to shield his chest. Seconds later, however, he heard a cracking sound from his chest as the
power of his ice avatar was slowly devoured!