Chapter 333
The Legendary Man
The Legendary Man Chapter 333 No You Cannot âIâve lost!â Struggling and trembling, Bloody Slayer got to his feet. His entire body was covered in mud, and the arrogance he had beforehand had been wiped off his face.
Whether or not he wanted to admit defeat, it was the reality he had to face.
He could not even block a single hit from Jonathan!
In a matter of seconds, Jonathan was able to slam into Bloody Slayer like a high-speed train, nearly blowing the latterâs body to pieces.
Such overbearing power was not something Bloody Slayer could hold his own against.
âIs this what all you Dragon Scale Guards have?â asked Jonathan, looking down at the soldiers in front of him coldly.
It was dead silent.
At that moment, among the hundreds of thousands of soldiers, no one made a sound.
âWho else is unsatisfied? Whoever wants to challenge me can present themselves!â Jonathan yelled as he took a step forward. Instantly, the whole place was shrouded in his domineering aura. It was so strong that everyone became a little breathless.
âMe!â shouted the soldier previously standing behind Bloody Slayer, who was as skinny as a beanpole.
Walking out of the crowd, he added, âIâll challenge you!â
âNo, you canât!â rejected Jonathan without hesitation while glancing at the soldier nonchalantly. He then looked back at the crowd and asked, âWho else?â
âMe!â Another soldier stepped forward.
âMe too!â
In the blink of an eye, dozens of soldiers rushed out of the crowd.
Even when faced with those soldiers, Jonathan still did not see them as a threat. Instead, he shot them a look of indifference and remarked, âAll of you come at me together!â
What? He wants to fight against many of us at the same time?
Hearing what Jonathan said, the crowd erupted in sneering laughter.
Who does he think he is to fight dozens of us single-handedly? Does he think the Dragon Scale Guards are street hooligans whom he can easily go against alone?
âAre you sure?â asked the extremely thin soldier, taking a quick look at Jonathan.
âCut the nonsense!â replied Jonathan. In frustration, he looked at the group of soldiers and repeated, âCome at me all at once!âAs soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers stopped hesitating in the least.
If he wants to play with fire, we shall fulfill his wish!In a flash, they pounced at Jonathan simultaneously, ready to attack him, especially the pencil-thin soldier.The first attack he launched was lethal, leaving Jonathan with no mercy.
As one of the Dragon Scale Guards, what he was best at was not combat. Rather, it was murder.In a split second, the bony soldier raised his fist and aimed it at Jonathanâs temple. The rest of the soldiers hurriedly followed, targeting his chest and legs respectively.Even if Jonathan dodged anyoneâs attack in this situation, he would immediately be sandwiched by the others.
This time, Jonathan would definitely lose.âWhat a piece of cake,â he scoffed, disregarding his opponents. Perhaps to others, their speed and tactics were fast and deadly. Yet, in Jonathanâs eyes, the soldiers were as slow as a snail.Their weak spots were exposed everywhere.
Right then, Jonathan slightly lifted his right hand and rushed forward. Curling his fingers into a fist, he struck downward in lightning speed.He was so fast that his opponents failed to see his moves clearly.
They only saw his afterimages, which flashed past them.The next second, loud noises reverberated.
Several front-line soldiers were suddenly blasted into the sky like a kite that flew away from its broken string. Then, they flopped to the ground.Before the soldiers next in line could even react, Jonathan leaped into the air again and punched his fist downward.Boom!
A deafening sound was heard. Before the remaining soldiers could come back to their senses, half of them had already collapsed to the ground.
W-What happened?
The crowd gasped at that sight.Dozens of soldiers were defeated before having the opportunity to even determine Jonathanâs tactics.While the crowd was still in shock, Jonathan made another move, leaving only his afterimages.
Thunderous noises rang out once again when the soldiers could not even so much as catch a glimpse of Jonathanâs strategies.In mere seconds, the rest of them sprawled on the ground. Not a single soldier was left standing.
It only took Jonathan a minute, or precisely speaking, less than a minute, to take them down.The soldiers did not even manage to touch the corner of Jonathanâs shirt when they were all already collapsed on the ground.Not a single person was spared.
âImpossible!ââIs there something wrong with my eyes? How could I have not seen anything?ââThey lost? Did they just lose?ââHow is this possible?â
The scene caused an uproar right away.
They did not expect dozens of Dragon Scale Guards, who struck at Jonathan all at once, would fail to even lay a finger on the latter.
Moreover, they did not even see when the man retaliated.
This was an utter disgrace.
To the Dragon Scale Guards, it was a great humiliation.
Meanwhile, the sole person who did not have a hint of surprise on his face was Patrick.
Not only was he not taken aback, but he found it reasonable that the soldiers would lose against Jonathan.
Just because these brats killed several people on the battlefield before doesnât mean they can challenge him. They were asking for it!
Even Patrick himself, the lieutenant commander of the Dragon Scale Guards, who obliterated an army of his enemies effortlessly, would never dare think of challenging Jonathan in the slightest.
He would rather end his own life than do so.
At least, in that way, he could still choose his own way of dying.
âIâm going to kill you, you brat!â At that moment, as a loud boom ensued, the scraggy soldier landed on a military tank unexpectedly.
His face was covered in blood, yet his eyes were wide open, filled with bloodlust.
âTyson, what are you trying to do?â Patrickâs gaze turned frosty when he saw the soldierâs moves.
âI want to kill him!â Without another word, the soldier named Tyson scrambled into the tank.
Immediately after, the roar of engines filled the air, and the gun barrel of the tank was aimed directly at Jonathan.
âTyson, do you know what youâre doing!â exclaimed Patrick in rage as his expression turned grim.
Tyson has gone mad! How dare he aim the gun barrel at Jonathan! Does he want to die?
At the same time, Tyson, who was inside the tank, seemed to have not heard Patrickâs shouts. It was as if he had gone berserk.
Right then, he was only thinking of one thingâkilling Jonathan.
Since the day Tyson joined the Dragon Scale Guards, he had killed countless enemies along the way.
No one knew how many enemies had died in his hands.
Yet, little did he know he would be mortified on this day.
He faced humiliation in front of hundreds of thousands o the Dragon Scale Guardsâ soldiers, and he could not let this slide.
Out of the blue, another ear-shattering boom sounded.
The continuous track of the tank began propelling as the tank moved forward, speeding in Jonathanâs direction.