Chapter 859: Jake
Seeing Arnold sprawled in the crater, bloodied and shaken, Max strode forward with calm, deliberate steps, a faint smile tugging at his lips. His voice was cold and sharp as a blade. "Arnold, it seems that you’re the one who will die today."
Arnold’s pupils contracted in shock. "Max, you... you dare to kill me?" he shouted, his voice a mixture of disbelief and rage, but there was no mistaking the tremor in his tone.
The murderous intent radiating from Max was suffocating, piercing straight into his soul, making his body stiffen with fear. For the first time in years, Arnold truly felt the presence of death looming over him.
Max’s eyes darkened. "Arnold, you’re still saying stupid things like that even now? That really disappoints me," he said coldly, his hand tightening on the hilt of his Blue Dragon Sword. He raised his arm, poised to strike, his killing intent surging like an icy storm.
"Max, if you dare to hurt Arnold, I, Jake, will take your life!"
A voice, deep and fierce, cut through the battlefield like thunder. A figure rushed forward from not far away—a young man clad in a yellow shirt embroidered with a cloud and lightning emblem across his chest. His presence alone carried the distinctive aura of the Thunder Monarch Hall.
Max’s gaze snapped to him, and his expression tightened. The man was another 3-star genius, just like Arnold, but his aura was stronger—much stronger. His cultivation had already reached the 7th level of the Legend Rank.
His mind flashing with calculation, and then his expression hardened, turning ruthless. There was no hesitation in his movements as he drove his sword straight at Arnold.
"Max—!" Arnold’s eyes widened in sheer horror, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints as he saw the Blue Dragon Sword thrusting toward him like a streak of death. His face twisted, veins bulging as he roared with all his strength, drawing on every bit of mana he had left to form a defensive shield around himself.
But Max’s attack was merciless, the sword carrying the power of his advanced Level 2 Severing Concept. The protective shield collapsed like fragile glass, shattering into pieces under the sheer weight of Max’s power.