A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5403

"Impossible! How can your spiritual power be this strong?" The black-robed man's voice tore through the smoke, raw disbelief sharpening every syllable.

"Because you are too weak."

After landing, Leonel launched another attack. The Blaze Sword swung faster and faster, leaving behind layers of sword shadows. Each strike carried the scorching power of the Heaven Blazing Flame, forcing the black-robed man to retreat repeatedly.

"Blaze Sword Technique, second form—Heaven Blazing Slash!"

With a furious roar, Leonel's blade suddenly expanded to several meters in length, slashing toward the black-robed man with a destructive momentum.

The black-robed man was stunned. He knew he could not withstand the attack but still held the scimitar to guard himself.

Crack!

The scimitar was slashed in half. The flame engulfed the black-robed man's body. He roared in pain, while his body struggled in the fire. Soon, he was burned to ashes.

"Bravo!" An avalanche of cheers rolled down the mountainside. Cultivators raised spears, swords, and staves, their faces lit with wild, unrestrained joy.

"Leonel is incredible! One stroke and that Demonic Cultivator turned to dust!"

"Told you the Martial Rankings' top three don't earn their titles for show. These fiends never stood a chance!"

"Keep pushing! Wipe the rest of the Demonic Cultivators off this ridge!"

Aurelius clapped until his palms stung, laughter spilling from his chest. "Well done, Leonel! That's the skill worthy of third place on the Martial Rankings!"

Yuliana, staring at Leonel in the fringe of the battlefield, allowed a rare glimmer of admiration to soften her eyes. She had traded more than a hundred blows with Atorn earlier before narrowly earning victory. Yet, Leonel had reduced a stronger foe to ash with ease.

The jubilation fractured as a low, glacial chuckle drifted from the Demonic Cultivators, chilling the very wind.

Perched atop a lion, the Soul Devourer swept his hollow gaze across the charred ground to Leonel. "Amusing," he rasped, the word soaked in contempt. "But such trifles hardly impress me."

He turned, voice dropping to a bored murmur. "Your turn."

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