However, while Jerison was sneering smugly, he was suddenly stunned, and even the smile on his face faltered. The
rapidly spreading frost abruptly halted upon reaching Jared's feet, not moving forward an inch. It was as if the frost
was afraid of Jared and no longer dared to move.
"How could this be?" Jerison furrowed his brows. Then, he let out a bellow. A large amount of cold mist emerged
from his foot as he forcefully stomped on the arena.
The cold mist enveloped the arena, and the frost began to spread along the platform once again. However, the
frost bypassed Jared, encasing the entire arena in ice.
The area within a one-meter radius where Jared stood was bare of frost. Jerison gazed at the incredulous scene
before him, feeling utterly bewildered. "D*mn it! What the heck is going on? Still, trapping you within this one meter
is sufficient."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJerison leaped up and aimed a kick at Jared. A massive amount of cold mist billowed, surging in Jared's direction.
Jared gave a derisive smile. He moved in a flash and instantly left the place he originally stood.
This time, Jerison's kick missed again. He couldn't help but look at Jared, only to find that the frost where the latter
now stood had also vanished.
Wherever Jared went, the frost would disappear. The occurrence left Jerison utterly baffled. "It seems that your
frost is a little afraid of me," Jared teased Jerison.
"D*mn it! I don't believe this!" Jerison gritted his teeth and attacked Jared once more. Jared merely dodged, and he
did so in the most. pathetic manner every time, deliberately making himself look as if he barely avoided getting hit.
That, in turn, prompted Jerison to accelerate his attacks. In the blink of an eye, Jerison had kicked at Jared over a
hundred times, each one grazing the latter's body. The turns of events caused the onlookers below the stage to
grow testy.
"Ah! This guy is so stupid. He's a cultivator at Third Level Body Fusion Realm, yet he can't even land a hit on a
cultivator at Second Level Body Fusion Realm."
"This is so frustrating! He could've kicked that guy if he had moved his leg a little to the left." "I have this
overwhelming urge to pull him off the stage and fight that dude myself!"
"Hit him! You're so close to getting him!" The crowd made a fuss. Jerison's face flushed crimson from
embarrassment. He wanted to resume fighting, but his series of rapid attacks earlier had significantly drained his
spiritual energy. At that moment, he was sweating profusely and panting heavily.
"Are we continuing? If you're not going to make a move, I'll consider you admitting defeat. In that case, all these
stakes are mine!" Jared said to Jerison. "Of course we're continuing the fight. If I don't beat you today, I'll bring
shame to the Tall family."
Jerison launched himself forward again and aimed another kick at Jared. Jared repeated his previous maneuver,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmswerving his body to dodge Jerison's strike.
However, right after Jared sidestepped, Jerison suddenly thrusted his palms, which were initially tucked behind his
back, at Jared. Two sheer cold auras raced toward Jared.
Even the surrounding air was frozen in an instant, and white snowflakes hung in the air. Failing to dodge in time,
Jared was struck and frozen in place by the two streams of cold aura. Jerison curled his lips at the sight of Jared
being frozen. "Hahaha! Let's see how you can dodge this time."
Witnessing Jerison use his hands, Viola immediately snapped, "You liar! You said you wouldn't use your hands, or it'd
be your loss."
"That's right. Since it's a duel, you should follow the rules. How can you violate the rules you set yourself?" Ghaylen
was also furious.
"Hmph! All is fair in a battle! You know nothing. No matter what, this victory will be mine now!" Jerison was utterly
unfazed by Viola's and Ghaylen's accusations.
Although Jerison had mentioned the rules about not using his hands, he was denying it now, all for the sake of
securing the win.