A Warrior Undefeatable



Everyone was stunned, not understanding what had just happened.

Even Dimas looked bewildered, his eyes filled with disbelief.

At this moment, Dimas felt a numbness in his arm. He didn't manage to injure Jared. Instead, his own arm seemed to be slightly sore from the impact.

However, under the scrutinizing gazes of the surrounding people, Dimas couldn't afford to lose face.

"Kid, hand over the item. I only used thirty percent of my strength this time. If you don't give it up, you won't be so lucky next time."

Dimas deliberately claimed to have used only thirty percent of his strength.

This clarification helped others understand why a Fourth Level Tribulator cultivator couldn't overpower a First Level Tribulator cultivator.

It was because he hadn't used his full strength.

As Dimas was about to retract his hand, Jared grabbed his wrist firmly.

"You think you can just attack me and run away? That's not how it works."

As Jared spoke, he suddenly exerted force, breaking Dimas' wrist with a twist. Dimas screamed in pain, staggering backward.

"Dimas!"

The disciples from Bloodroot Peak who had tagged along quickly steadied Dimas.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Staring at the broken wrist in shock, Dimas felt a stab of anger. "How dare you ambush me and break my arm? I swear I'll tear you into pieces. Kill him!" Dimas roared, instructing the disciples from Bloodroot Peak to kill Jared.

Hearing that, the disciples from Bloodroot Peak immediately prepared to attack Jared.

Dalton, Rosetta, Cloud, and Feenix also prepared to retaliate.

"Stop! How dare you disregard the rules and attempt to fight in Creston Sect?

As they were about to fight, an elderly man wearing a robe suddenly approached them.

He was an elder of Creston Sect, in charge of maintaining order.

Seeing him, Dimas quickly played the victim and exclaimed, "Mr. Lunawick, this man broke my arm. You need to provide me with an explanation!"

Proclus Lunawick took one glance at Dimas' arm and frowned immediately. He turned to Jared and demanded, "Don't you know the rules of Creston Sect? How dare you beat someone up?"

"He attacked me first," Jared countered.

"He attacked you first?" Proclus looked at Jared. "Are you injured?"

"No!" Jared shook his head.

"If you aren't injured, how can you prove he attacked you first? Keep in mind that he is a Fourth Level

Tribulato cultivator, and you are et

only a First Level Tribulator

elf

cultivator. With such a disparity, if he attacked first, would you still be standing and talking now?"

Proclus didn't believe Jared's words at all.

"Mr. Lunawick, it's indeed Dimas who initiated the attack. I can testify to that."

"Me, too."

Both Dalton and Rosetta spoke up.

"Both of you are lying! If I had attacked first, this kid would be either dead or crippled. I just wanted to retrieve what rightfully belongs to me," Dimas exclaimed.

"According to the rules, anyone who

acts within Creston Sect will be kicked out, never to step foot inside again. Come with me. You will be temporarily detained until our head finishes his meeting and makes a decision!" Proclus instructed Jared to follow him.

At once, Dalton and Rosetta stood in front of Jared, stopping him from leaving. "No, Mr. Chance can't leave with you."

Igor had told them to bring Jared around this area. If someone from Creston Sect took Jared away, they wouldn't know what to say to him.

As both Dalton and Rosetta tried to stop him from taking action, Proclus scowled unhappily.

"Just because you're from Blood

Spirit Valley doesn't mean that you

can disregard the rules of Creston Sect. If you insist on stopping me you shaft get locked up together with this human cultivator and await your punishment!" Proclus warned.