Chapter 139
From the moment Almighty stepped into the arena, he'd been hoping—no, praying—that Jay would follow Clara and Aiden's example and forfeit. But fate had a twisted sense of humor.
Jay didn't surrender. Instead, he took a fighting stance—the exact same stance he'd used against Blazer of the A6. That stance alone sent a chill down Almighty's spine.
His brain short-circuited.
He's serious... I'm done for.
"Fourth Jungle Art: Cheetah Stride," Jay whispered.
In an instant—blur. Crack. Bam.
Almighty didn't see the strike coming. He didn't remember being hit. One moment he was standing, the next—he was unconscious.
His body slumped to the ground with a dull thud.
The entire arena went deathly silent. Graveyard silent. If a pin had dropped, it would've sounded like an explosion in that eerie stillness.
"Okay… tell me I'm dreaming," whispered one guy to his dazed partner, neither able to process what had just happened.
