“I didn’t expect Marco to be the successor to Jump Force. Dalen, it looks like your friend is in danger!” Crystal’s gaze hardened, and she grew particularly solemn.
Luca had a widely renowned reputation, even in Dragonmarsh. If Marco had direct knowledge of the skill, he was basically already in part a Sword Sage.
It was obvious that he had visited Dragonmarsh and called for a public duel to make a name for himself.
“No wonder he’s so formidable. It turns out that he’s a disciple of the strongest Sword Sage in Kimboku. It was reasonable that I lost.” Miles straightened his chest, appearing proud.
If he had lost to an unknown person, it would have significantly impacted the Sword Union’s reputation. However, it would be a different story if he lost to Luca’s direct disciple.
Luca’s prowess was equivalent to Dragonmarsh’s top ultimate grandmaster, and his influence was comparable to the Sword Union’s leader, Cyrus Hadley.
Since Cyrus’s direct disciple was Glenn Hadley, Marco’s opponents were formidable figures like Glenn. Miles losing to Marco was understandable.
“Jump Force is indeed powerful. But with how calm Dustin is, perhaps he’s already found a way around it,” Dalen commented calmly.
“Hmph! Calm my foot! He’s either completely clueless or scared out of his wits,” Ruby sneered.
“Dalen, have you known Dustin for long?” Crystal asked out of curiosity.
“Today is the first time we met,” Dalen answered truthfully.
“You just met him, and yet you have so much trust in him. Why is that?” Crystal was puzzled.
Everyone had doubted Dustin from the moment he issued a challenge, and Dalen had been the only one consistently supportive of him. She couldn’t fathom how Dalen could put so much trust in Dustin.
“It’s just a feeling.” Dalen continued frankly, “I possess a strong sixth sense, and I have a feeling that Dustin is no ordinary person.”
“Hmph! Even if he’s no ordinary person, would he be more formidable than a disciple of the Sword Sage?”
Ruby crossed her arms and said coldly,
“If I were you, I would immediately advise him to surrender. Otherwise, once Marco unleashes Jump Force fully, he will only end up dead!”
With Marco yet to make a move, there was still a glimmer of hope for Dustin. Once Marco unleashed his ultimate skill, it would be unstoppable, and Dustin would be dismembered before he knew it.
Although Ruby disliked Dustin’s attention-seeking behavior, she also didn’t wish for him to die at the hands of the brat.
“Let’s keep watching. There might just be a miracle.” Dalen smiled faintly.
Suddenly, an elderly man in the crowd exclaimed. “Oh no! The brat is about to draw his sword!”
Those who were in the midst of their whispering instantly fell silent and focused their attention on the center of the arena.
Marco, who had been ready to strike, finally opened his eyes. At that moment, his eyes turned bloodshot.
“Jump Force, First Maneuver -” Marco growled, launching himself off the ground like a blood-red shadow with incredible speed, too swift for ordinary martial artists to perceive.
“That was so fast!” Quincy’s expression hardened in shock.
Even though he had long heard of the legendary Jump Force, this was his first time witnessing it personally.
Marco’s sword was unsheathed, but he was already several times quicker than before. Even Quincy wouldn’t be able to match Marco’s agility.
“Sword Cut!” As Marco closed in on Dustin, he swiftly unsheathed his Devil Sword.
With lightning speed, Marco executed a diagonal slash aimed at Dustin’s left shoulder toward his right abdomen. The strike, if landed, would dismember Dustin in an instant.1
All the crowd saw was a blood-red streak flashing by. Marco’s unimaginable speed had left them unsure of what they witnessed.
