The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5234

Kishor paused, realization sparking in his eyes, then roared with laughter. “Fine! If Mr. Chance wants sport, I’ll watch. But if that old ghoul cheats, I’ll smash his skull.”

Varek trembled with rage. A mere Wandering Immortal junior dared treat him as target practice? The insult burned hotter than his demonic aura. With a furious howl he quickened his claw strikes, razor wind screaming toward Jared.

Jared, utterly unruffled, slipped into an intricate footwork. His body flickered like a phantom, weaving between the rushing claws. Rather than counterattack, he studied the rhythm of Varek’s power and the flow of his pestilent energy.

Fifth tier Earthly Immortal Realm aura—dense, yet riddled with gaps.

At the last instant he blurred aside, a claw grazing empty air. His wrist snapped, and the Demon Flogger lashed out like a golden serpent, crackling with righteous lightning toward Varek’s wrist.

The whip struck with a thunderous crack. Pure, upright energy surged up Varek’s arm, shattering the black miasma he had gathered. Fire flared beneath his papery skin, and even his consciousness faltered for a heartbeat.

His eyes widened. “That whip...” Terror mingled with wrath; he had never expected the young man to wield a relic made to scour the demonic path.

Jared let out a cold chuckle. “Hurts, doesn’t it, old man?” He accelerated.

One breath he drifted like a spring breeze; the next he exploded like rolling thunder—the signature Blazing Stride. The Demon Flogger sang in sweeping arcs, tagging Varek again and again, shredding his black robe and exposing desiccated flesh.

Varek bellowed, “You little wretch! Stop dodging if you dare. If I don’t kill you today, the world will laugh at me!”

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