Living With My Lady Boss - Season 11 Episode 67

Jamari was all the more enraged. He had not been able to gain the upper hand and had even been forced to retreat.

Unlike Ryder, Jamari had no intention to die with his opponent in battle, so he could only take a step backward before swinging his sword at Ryder’s neck.

Ryder’s dagger was too short to reach Jamari from such a distance, and he had no choice but to deal with the attack instead.

An explosive sound rang through the air, and a wave of rampant spiritual energy surged out into the room.

Following that, Ryder and Jamari continued their vicious battle once again.

Ryder was focused on fatal attacks, going for the kill in every move, sometimes even uncaring of his own life as he lunged at Jamari.

Despite the fact that both men were peak Ambience level, Jamari was pushed back repeatedly by Ryder’s ruthless attacks, which caused him to turn red from the humiliation.

The crowd had worried looks on their faces. It seemed like Jamari was no match for Ryder.

Jan’s expression slowly turned ashen.

He had boasted about Jamari being able to take the opponent down without any problem.

Jan was here on behalf of the Kiwanis Chamber of Commerce, and he could not afford to embarrass himself like this.

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Naturally, Jamari knew that as well.

After retreating several times more, Jamari let out a loud cry before unleashing all of his spiritual energy.

His long sword lit up with whooshing flames as he swung it towards Ryder in a sharp attack.

“Hundredth Pierce!”

As Jamari shouted those words, the sword in his hand multiplied by a hundred. These swords spun in circles around Ryder, stabbing at various parts of his body.

That was probably one of Jamari’s ultimate moves.

A brilliant wave of sword energy pierced through the air in a series of howls, and the air within a dozen-meter radius was enveloped in it.

Wesley turned pale at the sight.

The move seemed so powerful that there was no hope of going against it.

Wilbur, however, merely took another casual drag of his cigarette.

At the same time, Ryder let out a cry as spiritual energy surged out of his dagger.

A sharp ray of light shot out of the tip of the dagger, turning it into a long sword.

Ryder now held the sword with both hands, uncaring of the hundred sword shadows around him as he swung at Jamari once more.

The attack crushed the sword shadows in front of Ryder as he made a beeline for Jamari’s face.

Jamari was enraged at the sight.

Again?

Jamari had no plans to die with his opponent, so he could only retract the Hundredth Pierce to deflect Ryder’s fatal blow.

An explosive sound rang through the air, and both parties stumbled a few meters backward while glowering at each other.

Despite the fact that there was no clear winner yet, it was clear that Ryder clearly had the upper hand here.

Jamari flushed an even darker shade of red.

“You’re asking for death, you piece of shit!” Jamari howled, going in for the kill.

He let out a cry as his body lit up with roaring spiritual flames. The flames on Jamari’s sword burned even brighter, and even a few mysterious runes appeared on it.

A powerful spiritual pressure rolled out at once, spreading over a dozen meters in no time.

“Pre-Sanctuary level?” Someone who knew a thing or two about cultivation called out in shock.

Jan smirked smugly, taking a drag of his cigar. Vale and the others finally began to smile as well.

Even if there was the slightest gap in skill level, it would be enough to wipe the opponent out completely.

Ryder was all the more terrified of the spiritual pressure, his breathing growing short as he looked at Wilbur shakily.