The Man’s Decree

Jun met Marcelo’s eyes fearlessly. “Are you Jared?” “You wish!” Marcello shook his head. “If so, I have no interest in dueling you. Get hold of Jared right now.”

His words nettled Marcelo greatly. Is he belittling me as he thinks I’m not as good as Jared? That was Marcelo’s final straw.

“You foolish ronin should think twice before assuming Jared is the sole expert in the entire martial arts world. I’m well capable of defeating you single-handedly”

With that, he drove his fist at Jun. Jun slanted his body slightly and ducked the blow with ease. He bounded into the air and landed in the courtyard.

At the failed attack, Marcelo followed closely behind before leaping up to deliver a kick.

Jun blocked his attack, the force of it pushing him several steps backward. Marcelo landed in front of Jun. “Do you still think I’m just some third-rate fighter?”

“I guess I take it back. As a Greater Martial Arts Marquis, you might prove yourself a worthy opponent.”

katana, which remained sheathed,

stretched out his right hand. He caught hold

loud boom resonated in the area, and Marcelo felt a humungous driving force radiating from

passed through the blade without any resistance and

his heart stutter before his aura diminished. Stumbling several steps

now, I suppose? What at disgrace!” Jun mocked disdainfully as his glacial gaze surveyed the crowd. “Come on out

it’s over

Whip at his belt. With a flick of his wrist, it instantly transformed into a baton. “You still haven’t

eyes. “I’ve had enough of your empty

of it slicing through the air reverberated throughout the

martial prowess of a Greater Martial Arts Marquis was something to behold! Jun swiftly