The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 852-In the commander’s tent, Hayes was pinned to the ground by the terrifying burst of spiritual energy. No matter how hard he tried, he could not budge an inch.

Jonathan stalked over to the man before lifting his leg and stepping on the latter’s back.

“In the battle at Northern Crimson Prison, almost a hundred thousand people died directly and undirectedly, Hayes. Do you know what that means? It means that a hundred thousand families’ hope and future were ruined by Karl alone.”

As he exerted force on his leg, Hayes spurted a mouthful of blood.

He continued, “At that time, Hayes, you were serving your sentence at Northern Crimson Prison. The battle left the entire place with dead bodies littered everywhere. It was a literal massacre. Yet, you now want to use yourself to save Karl? What gives? Why should the hundred thousand soldiers and prisoners die because of him? Are you trying to be a hero here because you think you’re important enough, so much so that I don’t dare kill you for the sake of the bigger picture?”

“No, that’s not it…”

It was beyond difficult for Hayes to speak at that moment, and his face had already turned purplish.

Jonathan’s leg appeared to be as heavy as lead, and it had only grown increasingly heavier since it rested on his back.

Right then, he could only breathe out, unable to take any oxygen in. Verily, he was on the verge of suffocating.

Both his hands clawed at the ground hard.

With his cheek plastered against the ground, he gritted out, “Asura’s Office is currently in a precarious state, Mr. Goldstein. While Karl deserves to die, you really can’t kill him.”

“I’ve said that I’d kill anyone who protects Karl!”

Jonathan lifted his right leg before bringing it down forcefully, aiming right for Hayes’ head.

“Mr. Goldstein!”

Following that low cry, a spirit shield made of spiritual energy formed above Hayes’ head, blocking off Jonathan’s right leg from landing on it.

At the tent entrance, Karl stepped in with a sled in his arms, dressed in the corresponding attire.

“I merely went sledding with my son, Mr. Goldstein. There’s no need for you to kill Tiger.”

sled by the entrance and

you kidding

at Karl with a

Mr. Goldstein wants me dead. I’m merely an insignificant cultivator of Superior Realm. But if you die, Mr. Goldstein would be the only elite

“That’s not necessarily true.”

Karl turned to Jonathan with

Goldstein. No one knows which of us will win in a true fight. Who knows, you might not be able to kill

he gathered some spiritual energy in his hand and used it

Prince of Diyouli anymore, Mr. Goldstein, I’m also no longer a member of Asura’s Office. I’m

and he rammed

“Karl!” Hayes roared.

but Jonathan’s spiritual energy promptly

“Buzz off!”

Jonathan, a ball of pure spiritual energy enveloped Hayes and

light kept flickering around Jonathan while Karl,

speed was

one after another, illuminating the commander’s tent

were oblivious to the situation swiftly gathered. In less than a minute, thousands of them had already surrounded the

command from Hayes right then, Jonathan and Karl

men fighting in

is to retreat three hundred meters, effective now!” Hayes thundered after gathering enough spiritual energy,

power to Hayes had just concluded, they

whirled around and sprinted backward without hesitation

not break the protective shield around Jonathan, he again swung the saber in his hand.

trickled down his chin to drip

arc in the air with the

vitality, Mr. Goldstein. You can’t just tire me out like this until I die, can you? People say that there’s always someone better. Putting aside your ability to lead an army into battle, I don’t think you’re better if we only speak of cultivation. I know I’ll likely die today, and I indeed deserve it because of the incident at Northern Crimson Prison. All I ask is this, Mr. Goldstein—I hope you’ll fight me for real with your true capabilities. Even if it means dying at your hands, I

body gave off wisps of white steam as though he had just been drenched in hot