"That's just bragging!"
One of the members of the elite special operations squad, the Blood Spirit Archmage, could not help but speak up.
"Exactly! He's simply grandstanding!"
Archie, the tigerkin woman beside him, chimed in as well.
She had long found that show-off on the stage irritating.
If she were not worried about being accused of ganging up on the weak and fighting unfairly, she would have jumped up there and punched that Jobless Freelancer herself.
But regardless of what these people thought,
the tall figure on the stage had already begun the countdown coldly.
"Five!"
"Four!"
At this count,
Bang!!
Jonathan, already dragonized, suddenly turned vicious. His dragon-scale-covered legs kicked off, and he charged forward once more.
He was dozens of times faster than before!
Previously, the audience had at least barely been able to glimpse a trace of his afterimage.
But this time...
It was as though he had teleported through space. Jonathan appeared directly before Ling Zhan and threw down an incomparably serious punch!
Yet Ling Zhan's sternly handsome face did not ripple in the slightest before that punch. With merely a sidestep, combined with the Sharpshooter skill Invincible Slide, he instantly opened a distance of fifty meters, steadily and confidently evading the punch.
"Three!"
His voice remained equally flat.
Even his breathing showed no trace of urgency.
"Damn it!"
Jonathan felt utterly humiliated.
He spread his dragon wings and lunged at Ling Zhan once more!
"Two!"
When he descended before Ling Zhan and threw his second useless punch, the countdown had reached its penultimate second.
This time, Ling Zhan did not dodge.
Instead, he used a beginner skill from the Martial Artist class's Taiji branch!
Four Ounces Deflect a Thousand Pounds!
He stretched out both hands and gave the incoming fist a gentle push!
Jonathan immediately