A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 1790

Jared and Gilbert’s conversation infuriated the two men in black. “You two Chanaeans had better get out of my sight. Otherwise, you won’t be leaving here

alive,” one of them threatened with a murderous look. Anne, too, turned toward Jared. “Jared, don’t get involved. You better leave with your friend. These men are really strong.”

“To be honest, I curious to see for myself how strong they are.” Cracking a smile, Jared gave Gilbert a look. Gilbert nodded in acknowledgment before leaping into the air toward the two men.

“Jared, you’re no match against them. They’re Martial Arts Marquises. You should run…” Anne cried out when she saw Gilbert make his move.

However, the moment Anne finished, two agonized screams rang out. Both men were covering their eyes with their hands while four bloody eyeballs could clearly. be seen on the snow-covered ground.

At the same time, blood was gushing out through the gaps between the fingers of the two men. The gruesome sight stupefied Anne.

“Since your eyes aren’t much of a use, I might as well remove them for you,” Gilbert sneered. Meanwhile, the other two men in black who were engaged in battle with Andrew hurried over upon hearing the screams.

Their departure brought relief upon Andrew, who had reached his limit with his entire body covered in wounds. By the time the two men arrived, they were utterly shocked by their compatriots’ empty eye sockets.

Given that the four of them knew each other’s strengths like the back of their hands, they recognized that whoever could instantaneously dig out their compatriots’ eyes had to bet significantly more powerful than they were.

As a result, the two men helped their wounded compatriots up and fled. “How dare you try and escape?”

Gilbert lunged forward to stop them. With his fingers curled into claws, he dug the eyes of the other two men out, triggering another round of harrowed cries.

At that moment, the four men in black had been blinded. Continuing to scream from the excruciating pain, they fumbled around aimlessly and before crashing into one another.

Soon, Anne sensed that something was amiss and asked Jared curiously, “When you mentioned that he was only a Top Level Martial Arts Marquis, you didn’t sound impressed at all. How powerful are you?”

“Me? I’m a fifth Level Greater Martial Arts Marquis,” Jared replied with a smile.

“You must be boasting. How can someone as young as you be a fifth Level Greater Martial Arts Marquis? Weren’t you just a Senior Grandmaster a year ago?”

Anne didn’t believe Jared at all, for there was no way he could have made such a huge leap in a such short time.

This is impossible! Even Andrew, who could cultivate at great speed due to him being a Werebear, took a year to elevate himself from Martial Arts Grandmaster to Martial Arts Marquis. On top of that, he consumed immense cultivation resources during the same period. So, how can an ordinary person like Jared make so much progress so quickly?