"Fuck! His speed is as fast as the devil!" Hector's eyes widened in horror as he watched the streak of light lunging at him. He hardly managed to block the attack with his cane in time before the massive blade might cleave him in two.
Bang!
"Urgh!" Hector groaned in unbearable pain just a split second before being sent flying, rolling uncontrollably across the stone floor from Jet's strike.
The attack was too powerful… If not for the armor Bam had given him, he might have already met his end.
"YOU WON'T HAVE ANY CHANCE!" Jet roared while he continued moving at full speed, aiming toward Hector, who had been sent flying far away by the previous strike.
It was clear—Jet wouldn't give Hector even a moment to catch his breath!
He wanted to end this death match as quickly as possible.
Of course, at this point, Hector had no choice but to reveal the full extent of his power and skills unless he wanted to die.
Anyway, his initial plan was fulfilled at this time.
