Dahlia coldly chuckled as she watched the fight.
“You’re finished, Harvey!” she screeched disdainfully.
“That’s a legendary move from the Celestial Temple — the Phantom Sword! Your eyes won’t be able to see the truth!”
“You have no choice but to die!”
“I’d start begging for mercy if I were you!”
“It’s not shameful to kneel in front of a stronger person, after all!”
“A true gentleman knows when to give up!”
“Of course, it’s another thing if Master Garcia decides to kill you or not after you kneel!”
Everyone was chuckling wretchedly upon hearing Dahlia’s arrogant words.
They wanted Harvey to perish, but they wanted to see him beg for mercy even more.
Even Cody was laughing as he performed his move.
He wanted to crush Harvey’s spirits he wanted to see Harvey break into tears!
As everyone was insulting Harvey relentlessly, Harvey only revealed a faint smile.
“What a show–off.”
“The John family is well–versed in martial arts, Dahlia. You have a deep connection with the Golden Palace, Flutwell’s sacred martial arts training ground.”
“Don’t you even understand the basic principles of martial arts?”
“The basic principles?”
Dahlia chuckled coldly.
“Speed is the only way to long success?”
“I was only three years old when I learned that!”
“So what?! What’s speed going to do for you now?!”
“Stop being naive!”
Harvey smiled.
“There’s another saying…”
“True strength surpasses all!”
Harvey’s broken sword shattered into pieces. Shards of it flew all over the place.
“What?!”
“No!”
As expected from one of the Three Great Monks, Cody reacted to that instantly; he screamed and stepped back immediately.
Despite his quick reaction, he was still a little too late.
The shards Harvey sent out managed to hit every single illusion Cody had created.
Only Cody’s real body could be seen standing in the middle of the hall.
A shard had already pierced his chest as he still held his knife.
Blood spurted out of him soon after.
Harvey’s plan had succeeded!
Pfft!
Cody’s body trembled before he fell to the ground, kneeling Blood gushed out of his mouth. He was shivering nonstop, as if he was an old man.
The hypnosis technique had drained him completely He was no longer a Great Monk–he was just an old cripple Cody didn’t scream, nor did he struggle. He only clenched his chest, his face a look of utter disbelief
He wasn’t dead, but he was thithticky close He had already lost Harvey could feel the fine blow at City Huh
Everyone was so shocked by the sight, looting as if their fathers had led right in front of them.
They had their faith in Cody But their faith had lost against a low man from Country H.
The Indians didn’t know how to react Dahlia’s jaw dropped as well. She didn’t think Harvey could turn the tables and defeat Cody when he was on the verge of death himself.