Jacob from the Dark Realm Returns

Chapter 101: Because Jacob Isn't Here

Blood splashed everywhere!

A deep scar appeared on Patrick's chest, with blood spattering! And spectators could even see his

bones through the wound.

This change instantly silenced all the spectators!

Many people present had held incomparably firm confidence.

Patrick's punch just now was simply too shocking.

However, he was no match for one cut from Miyamoto!

"Why?"

Many people found it hard to accept this fact.

Not to mention the spectators, even Patrick himself found it hard to believe when he saw the bloody

wound on his chest.

"As I said, China's martial arts are just like a paper tiger. You can't even bear a single move from me.

What a loser!"

Miyamoto seemed to be extremely arrogant, but his eyes were constantly flashing with light as he

blattered.

Patrick looked at the presumptuous Miyamoto. He slapped on the ground and he soared into the air

again. He ignored the injuries on his chest and headed towards Miyamoto again.

This time, Patrick directly used his strongest final hit.

No matter for the Scarlet Flame Fruit, or for the dignity of China's Martial Arts, he would never concede

defeat.

In an instant, a violent Aerial Force raged on the martial stage.

Some of the spectators sitting at the front even felt their faces hurt from the Aerial Force.

Everyone saw that Virtuoso Ray had once again used a move that was several times more powerful

than before. Immediately, they once again had great confidence in Patrick.

He must beat that arrogant Miyamoto!

"Do you want to die?"

A cruel smile appeared on Miyamoto's face.

Facing Patrick, he used this incomparably powerful move. With much strong Aerial Force, he didn't

seem to care it at all.

He raised the Katana in his hand and waved it. The Aerial Force before him instantly dissipated.

Then, Miyamoto took a move. Facing much ferocious Aerial Force, he headed towards Patrick.

Moments later, Patrick suffered a few more injuries. He was seriously injured!

Blood splashed all over the martial stage!

"You lost!" Miyamoto had a cruel smile on his face. "Now, leave behind three top-grade Reinforcing

Panaceas. Admit that you are a loser and that China's Martial Arts are nothing. Then you can leave!"

When Patrick heard Miyamoto's words, he looked extremely gloomy.

The spectators were irritated again!

"Miyamoto, you're bullying him!"

"Our Virtuoso is not to be humiliated!"

...

Hearing these words, Miyamoto spoke with Aerial Force, which sounded thunder grumbling and

resounded throughout the venue. "China's Martial Arts are just nothing. Those who refuse to accept it

can come challenge me!" Miyamoto said.

His face was filled with disdain!

Then, he looked at Patrick again.

Patrick's expression changed again and again. He managed to stand up and said, "I lost. I admit that

my martial art is inferior to yours. The three Reinforcing Panaceas are yours. However, in China, there

are many capable talents. I am just no one who doesn't deserve a place on the Virtuoso Rankings.

How can I allow you to humiliate our Martial Arts?"

After saying that, Patrick turned around and was about to leave.

Miyamoto's strength was completely beyond his calculation. His injuries today were so serious that it

had almost damaged his health!

However, Miyamoto stopped him with his Katana and said coldly, "The Reinforcing Panaceas are not

enough. Today, you must admit that China's Martial Arts are nothing. Otherwise, you haven't done this

challenge...."

The threat was overflowing in his words!

If Patrick had no guts to admit it, Miyamoto would kill him!

Everyone felt disgusted with Miyamoto's action!

"That's going too far. Too far!"

Evelyn was extremely annoyed. She pulled Linda aside and said angrily. "If I were a Virtuoso, I would

go up and kick his ass!"

Linda was so angry that she flushed with anger.

Every spectator was the same.

They all wished that they had the power to go up, challenged Miyamoto and kicked his ass.

Hearing this, Miyamoto mocked.

"The weak need to have self-knowledge!"

Miyamoto shouted.

Then he looked at Patrick again and said, "Do you want to say it or not?"

The moment he spoke, everyone could feel his killing intent.

"Miyamoto, how dare you! You know nothing about China's Martial Arts."

Immediately, another figure dressed in Chinese garment jumped onto the martial stage.

His speed was so fast that most people couldn't see clearly how he appeared.

Seeing the old man in Chinese garment, someone recognized him right away.

"Raymond Booth, Leader of Eight Trigrams Sect!"

Immediately, those who recognized Raymond started to breathe quickly.

Raymond was an unrivalled top Virtuoso, ranked ninety-sixth on the Virtuoso Rankings.

In Eight Trigrams Sect, one of the sects of the Martial World in China, the incumbent Sect Leader had

cultivated the Eight Trigrams Palm to the point of perfection.

"Virtuoso Booth, kill him."

"He has the guts to belittle China. Teach him a lesson!"

Instantly, sound after sound rang out in the venue.

When Miyamoto saw Raymond, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed.

"Alright, there's finally someone who may have something." Miyamoto nodded in satisfaction. "If you

want to challenge me, take out your thing first. I'll see if I'm satisfied!"

The old man in Chinese garment looked cold as he took out a thumb-sized item.

"Genius Gold?" When Miyamoto saw the item in the old man's hand, his eyes immediately turned hot.

Genius Gold was a treasure for sharp weapon. If it was refined into one's weapon, it might make the

weapon more powerful.

As for Miyamoto, he was an expert in saber martial arts.

It was useful to him.

"Come on, I only need three moves to defeat you!" Miyamoto was incomparably arrogant.

"Raymond, I’m counting on you!" Patrick wiped the blood from his lips and cupped his fists at

Raymond.

This time, Miyamoto did not stop Patrick.

After Patrick turned around and jumped off the stage, Miyamoto revealed a cold smile.

Then, he took out his Katana and attacked Raymond.

Each slash went along with an incomparably sharp Saber Light.

Raymond had to be careful.

He flipped his palm.

Then he clasped his palm, drilling, chopping, raising, or crushing.... He showed people the basic palm

technique of the Eight Trigrams Palm.

Every movement even displayed some strange vision.

And every strand of saber mana in close proximity was dissipated by his palm.

The footwork beneath his feet was constantly changing.

Soon, they were fighting together.

It was hard to tell who would be the winner for now.

This excited all the spectators in the venue.

It was as if they had already seen Raymond used his palm to kick Miyamoto's ass.

"Virtuoso Booth, come on!"

"Virtuoso Booth, teach him a lesson."

...

However, when Jacob saw this scene, he shook his head.

Other people might not be able to see through it, but Jacob could see it at a glance.

Obviously, Raymond was no match for Miyamoto.

It seemed that they were on a par, Miyamoto seemed to be forced to exhaust his techniques, which

showed that he was somewhat overstretched. But in reality, he didn't do his utmost. All of this was just

his shamming. Instead, it was Raymond who was constantly challenging his own limits.

Sure enough, half a minute later.

A cruel smile appeared on Miyamoto's face. "Enough for performance. Now, you are valueless!"

With that, Miyamoto suddenly found a flaw in Raymond from an extremely strange angle.

His Katana slashed past with one cut.

Raymond's right shoulder was cut off!

He cried out.

Raymond let out a miserable scream and was kicked in the chest by Miyamoto again. He was ejected

out.

This sudden change once again silenced everyone present!

Just now, the two men were clearly evenly matched, and Raymond even got the run upon. How could

this happen?

"Miyamoto, you are so cruel. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

Some spectators immediately shouted when they saw this scene.

As for the martial artists, they were mostly silent.

In fighting between martial artists, death was common, let alone losing a shoulder.

However, this couldn’t allay people's anger.

"As I said, China's Martial Arts are just nothing. What about the experts on the Virtuoso Rankings? You

are all beaten by me, aren't you?"

Miyamoto put on an air again.

But this time, many Virtuosos were moved.

The battle between Miyamoto and Raymond had already revealed his true strength. He was not much

more powerful than Raymond. He just narrowly beat Raymond!

Except Jacob, almost no one could tell that Miyamoto was pretending that he had superb martial arts.

As a result, after Raymond, many other Virtuoso that had ranked on the Virtuoso Rankings appeared

one after another, challenging Miyamoto!

Apart from teaching this Japanese a good lesson, most of them were also tempted by the desire to win!

The longer the challenge continued, the more bets the Virtuoso would obtain if he defeated Miyamoto!

It would be the sum of all the challengers' bets!

However, no matter who came, they would definitely be on the par in fighting. In the end, it seemed that

Miyamoto narrowly won. Then, he humiliated China's Martial Arts.

Game after game.

Almost everyone present was in despair.

They were all silent with a gloomy face.

In the end, the top Virtuoso ranking 56th on the Virtuoso Rankings showed up. He was the strongest

challenger present.

After seeing who it was, Miyamoto smiled even happier.

"Finally, you are here!"

"You are Cadman Bray, Virtuoso Ranking 56. Today, I will kill you to prove that China's Martial Arts are

indeed nothing!"

Cadman looked cold as he said, "You are indeed good at disguising yourself, but today, let's stop here."

"Virtuosos are not to be humiliated! China is not to be humiliated!"

After Cadman finished speaking, he flicked his finger. Immediately, a stream of mana pierced through

the air and shot towards Miyamoto.

Then, people saw marvelous finger martial arts.

"It's Void Finger Technique!"

Someone cried out in shock.

Even Miyamoto's face flashed with gloom.

If he was hit, it was like being hit by a sniper rifle on the spot, and this finger technique was even more

powerful.

However, Miyamoto did not dodge in the slightest.

"Since you're the last person, there's no need to perform again."

Miyamoto shouted and then he slashed down with his Katana.

Immediately, a crack appeared on the martial stage. From Miyamoto, it shot straight at Cadman. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

The martial stage was torn apart.

The air seemed to have been cut in half.

Cadman's expression changed drastically.

How could Miyamoto be so powerful?

He was about to dodge immediately, but there seemed to be several shadows of Miyamoto appearing

around him.

Every shadow was slashed down with a Katana.

In an instant, several powerful Saber Light slashed down from the surroundings at the same time.

The entire martial stage seemed to have been cut into several pieces simultaneously, and several

cracks appeared.

Cadman had no place to dodge.

He could only use his Void Protective Force at once.

However, even the Protective Force that couldn't be pierced by bullets instantly shattered under the

Saber Lights that simultaneously arrived.

Several bloodstains instantly appeared on Cadman's body, and he bled like a pig.

"How vulnerable China's Martial Arts is!"

At this moment, Miyamoto gained the most momentum.

Till now, everyone understood that Miyamoto had been pretending all the time.

Therefore, various Virtuosos continuously challenged him and left behind bets. Besides, he could

humiliate China's Martial Arts.

"Despicable! Shameless!"

On the spot, no matter the gentry, nobles, ordinary people, or martial artists, they all gritted their teeth

and were filled with hatred.

Seeing this result, Evelyn was almost furious.

Suddenly, she stood up and shouted, "Miyamoto, you dare to make a scene in Riverside City because

Jacob is not here. Otherwise, he will beat the shit out of you!"

As soon as she said this, everyone burst out noises again.

Yes.

Jacob, who was ranked third on the Virtuoso Rankings, came from Riverside City!