Clang!
A deafening clang rang out as Kazuo's fist clashed with Jared's body, but his punch did no damage whatsoever.
The ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower and the boost from Demon Sect had made Jared incredibly tough.
“Why do you Jetroinians love sneak attacks so much? Are you guys afraid that you can't beat me in a fair fight?” Jared asked nonchalantly as he slowly turned around and shot Kazuo a disdainful look.
Kazuo's eyes filled with anger and disbelief when he heard that.
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