Chapter 5579

Jared met the charge unflinching. With a subtle flick, the notion-blade in his palm scattered into countless translucent shards that spun together, weaving a whirling vortex of sword intent before him.

Fist met vortex. The collision cracked the silence open, a thunderclap that shook loose stones from the ground and twisted the very air.

Both figures were hurled backward by the shockwave. Jared slid three steps and halted, cloak billowing. Enaricus skidded dozens, knees buckling as fresh blood seeped through reopened wounds, and his face drained ghost-white.

Gasps rippled through the onlookers. “The Third Hall overlord is bleeding!”

Another voice, quivering with awe, added, “Jared Chance is unbelievable! Even Enaricus can’t match him!”

The whispers slashed at Enaricus’ pride. Seeing Jared stand untouched only stoked the fire of jealousy and rage boiling behind his eyes.

Enaricus roared, voice raw. “Jared Chance, today I will end you!” He charged again, but fatigue dragged at every motion; speed and power leaked away like water from a cracked jar.