Chapter 2189 Bragging


    At this moment, many martial artists were shocked. They didn''t expect Jared to confront the


    opponent''s bronze hammer with his bare hands. What was even more astonishing was that, from


    the looks of it, he seemed unscathed!


    Samson gritted his teeth. He couldn''t let anyone see that his arm was injured, for it would be too


    embarrassing otherwise.


    "Kid, you do have some skills. I only used thirty percent of my strength, but you managed to block


    my attack...” Samson spoke up, trying to salvage his reputation


    “You only used thirty percent of your strength?” Jared pretended to be surprised. “I only used ten


    percent, but now I''ll use thirty percent. Let''s see how much you''ll use against me.”


    As soon as he said that, Jared once again advanced toward Samson. Without any fancy moves, he


    unleashed a fierce punch toward thetter.


    Feeling the terrifying forceing toward him, Samson was panic- stricken.


    Earlier, he had been boasting, but Jared''s punch seemed even more ferocious than before.


    Nevertheless, Samson mustered all his strength and shouted loudly before meeting Jared''s punch


    with both of his hammers. “Unleash the power!”


    Boom!


    Following a loud boom, everyone saw a cloud of dust rising and the surrounding rocks crumbling.


    As the dust slowly settled, everyone''s jaws dropped.


    They saw Samsonpletely disheveled, holding only the handle of one of the bronze hammers in


    his hand. Both of his hammers had shattered and were scattered on the ground.Content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Samson stood in stunned silence, gazing at the broken hammers in his hands with eyes that nearly


    popped out of their sockets.


    “Hmph, is this all the skill you have? How dare you brag about it,” Jared sneered and kicked Samson,


    sending thetter flying.


    Samson''s body careened backward, and a stream of blood sprayed from his mouth as he collided


    with the ground.


    The other disciples from Stormwind Sect were paralyzed with shock, staring at Jared in disbelief.


    Jared approached Samson step by step, sending waves of fear through thetter when he noticed


    Jared advancing toward him. “What are you going to do?”


    Jared stepped forward, ced his foot on Samson''s chest, then asked in an icy tone, “Who killed


    those martial artists? Was it someone from Stormwind Sect?”


    Samson looked at the bodies of the martial artists that had been scattered on the ground and


    avoided eye contact with Jared, unsure how to answer his question.


    He couldn''t just rat Emiliano out, for thetter was the young master of Stormwind Sect.


    Noticing Samson''s evasive eyes, Jared suddenly applied pressure with his foot, causing the man’s


    chest to cave in instantly.


    As blood spewed from Samson''s mouth, his face twisted in agony.


    "I''ll tell you... I''ll tell you...” Samson said in fear before revealing, “It was Mr. Emiliano Fairchild who


    killed them all.”


    “Emiliano?” Jared looked somewhat surprised. After all, Emiliano wasn''t very strong. It was surprising


    that he had been sent to search for the ancient ruins of Narcissus Pce in Kazillion Mountains. It


    would make more sense to send Garthor instead because the ancient ruins were so dangerous that


    people often got killed.


    "Where is Emiliano?” Jared asked coldly.


    “Mr. Fairchild went down the cave. The ancient ruins of Narcissus Pce might be inside the cave,”


    Samson replied truthfully, afraid to hide anything from Jared.


    “I''ve told you everything, so please... don''t kill me!” Samson begged.


    The other martial artists regarded the pleading Samson with looks of contempt. It seemed that even


    one who had achieved the level of Martial Arts God was still very much human and not much


    different from them.


    All that talk about those who had attained the status of Martial Arts Gods being deities was just


    nonsense.


    “If 1 don''t kill you, won''t those martial artists have died in vain?”


    An icy look swirled in Jared''s eyes as he stomped on his opponent''s chest.


    Samson spat out a mouthful of blood, his life force quickly declining until it vanishedpletely.


    The remaining Stormwind Sect disciples were scared out of their wits when they saw this and


    hurriedly spun on their heels and ran.