A Man Like None Other

“That's it? Is it over?” someone from the crowd asked.

Everyone stood there, their eyes fixed on the unmoving Dragon Bell, completely taken aback by the unexpectedly swift end.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Suddenly, Dragon Bell began to resonate from within.

“Let me out! Let me out!” Windshadow was still alive, roaring fiercely inside Dragon Bell.

“I told you I'll beat the shit out of you. Even if you turn into a demon, I'll still beat the shit out of you,” Jared said.

He reached out his right hand into the void, and in an instant, a mallet appeared in his grasp!

Without hesitation, he forcefully struck the bell with the mallet!

Clang!

A crisp sound resonated, followed by a menacing aura that emanated from Dragon Bell, spreading outward in all directions.

Upon realizing the situation, the crowd swiftly sought shelter, wary of the impending impact.

“Ah!” Windshadow, who was still trapped in Dragon Bell, shrieked in agony.

Seeing that, Jared struck the bell with the mallet once more.

Clang!

The tremors of Dragon Bell were so powerful that they shattered the barriers surrounding the arena into countless pieces.

Those who had run far away to avoid the impact were not immune to the tremors, which left them feeling disoriented and dizzy.

Even Jared himself turned ashen-faced. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground, supporting himself with one foot.

The immense recoil force generated by Dragon Bell inflicted severe injuries upon Jared.

Despite his dwindling spiritual energy, Jared persevered and continued striking the bell with the mallet. If it were not for his resilient physique, he would have succumbed to the overpowering shockwaves long ago.

“Go to hell!” Jared gritted his teeth.

Despite his weakened state, Jared mustered all his strength and, with sheer determination, swung the mallet once again, striking Dragon Bell for the third time.

Clang!

With a resounding bell toll, the arena could no longer withstand the force and collapsed instantly, engulfed in billowing smoke and debris.

All eyes were fixed on the wreckage as the smoke gradually cleared. Amidst the aftermath, Jared, his body drenched in blood, summoned his remaining strength and determination to rise to his feet.

The Dragon Bell slowly ascended into the air, shrinking in size until it finally disappeared into Jared's Storage Ring.

As for Windshadow, who was trapped inside Dragon Bell, he had been reduced to a pile of flesh, emitting a repulsive odor as bodily fluids seeped from his remains.

Everyone blanched in horror at the sight.

Windmist abruptly stood up, clenching his teeth as his eyes flickered with hatred.

Sigwin, standing above the arena of Gate of Earth, looked at Windshadow with an empty gaze.

Quindon wore an indescribable expression on his face.

Kayden, Claus, and the others were all so shocked that they were bereft of words.

Jared paid no heed to Windshadow. He approached Blazing Tiger, crouched down, and tenderly caressed it.

Had it not been for its unwavering defense, Jared would have been the one who would have collapsed earlier.