A Man Like None Other

Jaime let out a cold laugh as a long spear appeared in his hand. With a single sweep of the spear, the winds surged, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze. A powerful aura emanated from him, pressing down on everyone like a towering mountain.

Jaime sneered and said, “Let’s see if you have the ability to kill me! Today, let’s settle this once and for all!”

Upon seeing the situation, both parties retreated, leaving behind a vast, empty battlefield.

Jaime and Rex locked eyes, their gazes burning with intense fighting spirit, as if they sought to devour one another.

“Come on, let’s end this today!” Rex roared, his figure leaping forward as he charged straight at Jaime.

His fists clenched tightly, shrouded in a violent energy that crackled like lightning as they tore through the air, aiming directly for Jaime’s chest.

Jaime snorted coldly and advanced instead of retreating. His spear moved like a dragon, striking toward Rex’s vital points.

Jaime’s movements were agile, weaving through the battlefield like a swimming dragon.

seemed alive, each strike carrying the force to shatter mountains and aiming for Rex’s throat, heart, and

instant, their weapons and fists interweaving in a deadly dance. Their

technique, as if they intended to level the entire mountaintop. Their figures moved across the battlefield with

ground beneath

their hearts pounding. Such a display of power

being caught

surging with spiritual energy. His fists, now wrapped in roaring winds

of heaven and earth, slamming into

unyielding. His spear danced in his hands, the tip gleaming with a cold light as it moved like a

battle grew increasingly fierce. Every move aimed to kill, and each exchange was

across the battlefield, sometimes soaring into the sky, sometimes diving toward the ground. It

darkened with thick clouds. Thunder rumbled above as

air, resembling a shooting star streaking

shifted his body to the side, narrowly evading