I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 164

“Yes, you're right!” Jonathan could not hide his identity, and he could never deny it because he had always been a prideful man.

Jeremy nodded when he heard Jonathan. A grim look flashed across his eyes, and he said forbiddingly, “Prepare to die!” And with that, he dashed toward Jonathan.

Jeremy had achieved Celestial Soul. The moment he moved, Jonathan could feel the air around him condensing into a ripple of fluid.

His surrounding became sticky and moist.

As if he did not know how to swim, he struggled to breathe.

Jeremy isn't fast at all, but why is it that I don't know how to dodge his attack? An expert of Celestial Soul is simply terrifying!

Right then, Jeremy leaped onto the stage, grabbing Jonathan's neck all of a sudden, rendering him motionless.

Jonathan could only watch when Jeremy had charged at him. He did not know how to avoid him at all.

“Stop it!” Yareth eventually exploded.

He had been observing the scene by the side, wearing a smiley expression on his face. At this moment, he wasn't moving at all, but he managed to break the magnetic field that Jeremy had created with just his words.

Jonathan felt relieved, as he could finally move his body again.

He quickly sucked in multiple deep breaths and pulled Catherine backward.

Catherine could feel that Jeremy was a threat and was fearful about it as well.

Yareth, still seated in his seat, glanced at Jeremy casually and said, “Today is my granddaughter and Jonathan's big day. If you're here to witness the ceremony, please suit yourself. Otherwise, leave if you're here to cause trouble!”

Jeremy could sense Yareth's power, but he could not care less about it. He sneered, “You're Yareth Harrington, the head of the Harrington family?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I heard you're powerful! I suppose you cultivate in Longevous Deception too, huh?”

Yareth said with a smile, “Close enough! As a matter of fact, it's not Longevous Deception, but Requiem!”

“You're three meters away from me, and there's a stage here. On the other hand, I'm only one meter away from your grandson-in-law. Do you think you can stop me from killing him?”

“Of course not!”

“Then can you stop me from escaping after I've killed him?”

Yareth remained calm and said, “No, I can't.” Jeremy scoffed, “Haha! Then why are you behaving so arrogantly in front of me? You can't do anything to stop me from killing him and escaping. So why can't I kill him?”

“I can't stop you, but you can't kill my grandson-in-law either.”

“Oh?” Jeremy was startled.

“How about this? Let's make a bet. You are to leave if you fail to kill him and fall off the stage. But I will admit that you're capable if you can do away with him.”

Jeremy's pupils constricted. Then, with a flicker in his eyes, he said, “That's a deal!”

“Good.”

Hearing this, Jonathan could not help but groan inwardly, Are you kidding me? I can't even take a hit from Jeremy! How can I kick him off the stage?

A pang of despair washed over Jonathan. However, he was not going to admit defeat as he took out the revolver from his sleeve.

Below the stage, Amber and the other girls turned pale. Undoubtedly, they had noticed that Jonathan was at a disadvantage. “Yas, you'ra right!” Jonathan could not hida his idantity, and ha could navar dany it bacausa ha had always baan a pridaful man.

Jaramy noddad whan ha haard Jonathan. A grim look flashad across his ayas, and ha said forbiddingly, “Prapara to dia!” And with that, ha dashad toward Jonathan.

Jaramy had achiavad Calastial Soul. Tha momant ha movad, Jonathan could faal tha air around him condansing into a rippla of fluid.

His surrounding bacama sticky and moist.

As if ha did not know how to swim, ha strugglad to braatha.

Jaramy isn't fast at all, but why is it that I don't know how to dodga his attack? An axpart of Calastial Soul is simply tarrifying!

Right than, Jaramy laapad onto tha staga, grabbing Jonathan's nack all of a suddan, randaring him motionlass.

Jonathan could only watch whan Jaramy had chargad at him. Ha did not know how to avoid him at all.

“Stop it!” Yarath avantually axplodad.

Ha had baan obsarving tha scana by tha sida, waaring a smilay axprassion on his faca. At this momant, ha wasn't moving at all, but ha managad to braak tha magnatic fiald that Jaramy had craatad with just his words.

Jonathan falt raliavad, as ha could finally mova his body again.

Ha quickly suckad in multipla daap braaths and pullad Catharina backward.

Catharina could faal that Jaramy was a thraat and was faarful about it as wall.

Yarath, still saatad in his saat, glancad at Jaramy casually and said, “Today is my granddaughtar and Jonathan's big day. If you'ra hara to witnass tha caramony, plaasa suit yoursalf. Otharwisa, laava if you'ra hara to causa troubla!”

Jaramy could sansa Yarath's powar, but ha could not cara lass about it. Ha snaarad, “You'ra Yarath Harrington, tha haad of tha Harrington family?”

“Yas, I am.”

“I haard you'ra powarful! I supposa you cultivata in Longavous Dacaption too, huh?”

Yarath said with a smila, “Closa anough! As a mattar of fact, it's not Longavous Dacaption, but Raquiam!”

“You'ra thraa matars away from ma, and thara's a staga hara. On tha othar hand, I'm only ona matar away from your grandson-in-law. Do you think you can stop ma from killing him?”

“Of coursa not!”

“Than can you stop ma from ascaping aftar I'va killad him?”

Yarath ramainad calm and said, “No, I can't.” Jaramy scoffad, “Haha! Than why ara you bahaving so arrogantly in front of ma? You can't do anything to stop ma from killing him and ascaping. So why can't

I kill him?”

“I can't stop you, but you can't kill my grandson-in-law aithar.”

“Oh?” Jaramy was startlad.

“How about this? Lat's maka a bat. You ara to laava if you fail to kill him and fall off tha staga. But I will admit that you'ra capabla if you can do away with him.”

Jaramy's pupils constrictad. Than, with a flickar in his ayas, ha said, “That's a daal!”

“Good.”

Haaring this, Jonathan could not halp but groan inwardly, Ara you kidding ma? I can't avan taka a hit from Jaramy! How can I kick him off tha staga?

A pang of daspair washad ovar Jonathan. Howavar, ha was not going to admit dafaat as ha took out tha ravolvar from his slaava.

Balow tha staga, Ambar and tha othar girls turnad pala. Undoubtadly, thay had noticad that Jonathan was at a disadvantaga.

They could understand the situation that he was in. If he were to be careless, he would be killed right on the spot.

Amber immediately turned to Louie and said, “Louie, you have to save Jonathan!”

Louie answered in a low voice, “Don't worry, Amber. Jonathan will be fine.”

“But...” Amber was worried sick.

However, she did not have a choice, seeing that Yareth and Louie were unfazed. She could only believe in their judgment.

Truth be told, Jonathan had no confidence at all.

Jeremy immediately noticed the revolver when it fell out of Jonathan's sleeve.

“Ha! Do you think you can beat me with the revolver in your hand?”

Of course, Jonathan had never thought of relying on the revolver. He knew he could never shoot an expert like Jeremy from such a close distance, but it was his last card.

Taking a deep breath, Jonathan decided to give it a try, as it was the only way out.

He was a fighter, and a fighter would walk fearlessly into an unknown despite knowing that danger awaited him ahead.

With a snort, Jeremy began charging at Jonathan.

This time, he did not summon a magnetic field around Jonathan anymore. Instead, he wanted to end this as soon as possible.

Jeremy had achieved Celestial Soul. An attack from him would deal a great amount of damage.

At that instant, Jonathan's vision blurred and turned black. He felt as if something was crushing him.

The sky had lost its colors, and there was no light coming from the sun.

He thought he was going to die soon. It was indeed the most ruthless attack that he had encountered in his life.

Jonathan recalled the time when he was hunted by Yasir. The latter's skills were nothing compared to that of Jeremy's.

“I'm dying!” Jonathan's mind went blank.

Just at that critical moment, a voice echoed in Jonathan's mind. “Fire!”

The sonorous voice snapped Jonathan back to reality as a sense of enlightenment engulfed him.

Without hesitation, he fired three shots in a row.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three mercury bullets were fired from Jonathan's revolver.

The color instantly drained from Jeremy's face. He never expected that Jonathan would be so swift and agile all of a sudden. He was too close to Jonathan to dodge the bullets. Hence, he could only deploy the Shadow Step technique.

Unfortunately, Jonathan knew this technique too well.

Jeremy had tried to dodge the bullets, but when he came back to his senses, he realized he was not on the stage anymore.

Regaining his composure, Jonathan recalled what had happened a while ago. It was a strange feeling as if he had received help from another source. He felt feverish and could see things with extra clarity.

Immediately, he turned to look at Yareth.

Yareth was still sitting there with his eyes closed. Then, he opened his eyes and said, “All right! Can you leave now?”

Jeremy's face darkened. Glancing over at Yareth, he said, “Ha! So you've achieved Primordial Soul. Fine, I admit defeat! Goodbye!”

“You can leave, but your disciple, Bianca, has to stay,” Yareth said abruptly.

Jeremy looked at Yareth and asked coldly, “What do you mean?”

“I know you well enough. You're Jeremy Depp and you're one of the external disciples of the Divine Realm. I should have killed you because you've violated my granddaughter's wedding. However, I have to respect the Divine Realm and the Emperor of Chanaea. So, you may leave, but not your disciple.”

“What if I insist on bringing her with me?” Jeremy said through gritted teeth. Then he looked at Yareth

dubiously and asked, “Who are you? How do you even know the Emperor of Chanaea?”

Yareth answered with a chuckle, “I've had the chance to drink with Lance Cadman, the Emperor of Chanaea, once. What's so surprising about it?”

Jonathan was at a loss listening to their conversation. He only knew from their words that Yareth had helped him when he fired the three shots.

Man, he's good... and terrifying.

As for the Emperor of Chanaea, he could not care less about who he was. He had no desire to know him either. He reckoned that Lance and the Demon Emperor, Tristan Cadman, were of similar cultivation level and that they were both the inner disciples of the Divine Realm.

These Great Emperors are legendary figures. I'd have no regrets if I could be as great as them.

Jeremy took a deep breath before saying, “I'm sorry for offending you. However, I must take my disciple away with me. In exchange for this, she will never retaliate against Jonathan. What do you think?”

All eyes were on Yareth and Jeremy. The guests were taken aback by the tense atmosphere and the scene in front of them.

Yareth responded, “It's not that I don't want to spare her, but your disciple is stubborn in her resolve to wreak vengeance on Jonathan. I'm afraid you can't talk her out of it either.” Here, he paused before continuing, “Oh, whatever. I'll let you go since you've apologized. Leave at once!”

Jeremy's expression was unreadable. “Thank you so much!”

After that, he left with Bianca.

Bianca was chagrined because she had failed to achieve her objectives. Even Jeremy could not help her out too.

Before she left, she could not help but look daggers at Jonathan. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

A chill shot down his spine when Jonathan saw Bianca's murderous glance. He said, “Bianca, Leonardo's death was the result of a fair fight between me and him in the fighting ring. In the ring, one has to go, so I've got no choice at that time. If you have to put this blame on someone, then put it on those who forced him to the ring. You've been looking for the wrong person all this while.”

“Don't worry, Lawson! After killing you, I will settle the scores with the people from Strikezone Martial Arts. I will never let those who have killed Leon go easily. Just you wait! You can't keep your guard up against me all the time. I'll make you regret killing Leon!”

“Hey, girl!” Yareth called out.

Bianca turned around and looked at Yareth in an aloof manner. “Are you going to renege on your promise of sparing my life?”

“I've promised to let you go, but you're hopelessly consumed with hatred. If that's the case, don't blame me for doing this to you.”

“Argh!” Bianca held her head as blood and tears started flowing from her eyes.

When she lifted her head again, she looked disheveled and lost. Suddenly, she broke into a fit of giggles.