Chapter 911 Killer No. 3 And Killer No. 4 (1/2)

”Young master!” one of the members of the White King Tiger tribe screamed as Jefferson struggled to keep himself upright. Seeing their young master on the brink of defeat was enough to make them angry enough to attempt retaliation, but Jefferson was not going to allow anyone from his tribe to take action.

”Stand down,” he ordered through gritted teeth. His tribe took his order and held their ground.

Jasper half-smiled at him. It took all of Jefferson's strength to stay on his feet. However, he once again got ready for the battle. Jefferson was now gruesomely bruised and extremely weakened. Obviously, he had been seriously hurt by Jasper's thunder attack. But anyhow, he still managed to survive Jasper's attack.

It was no surprise, really, because Jefferson was sure Jasper was not meant to kill him. Not yet. ”What's your answer, Jefferson?” Jasper asked lightly.

”You know my answer!” Jefferson growled.

Jasper and Jefferson were both geniuses, and Jefferson was unwilling to accept the result of their battle. Every time the two fought, Jefferson never won once. Their first battle ended in a tie, but Jasper defeated him, although not easily, in their second battle in the land of legacy of the Massacring Holy Tiger tribe.

Jefferson even dared to summon his blood power the third time he fought Jasper, but it was still not enough to defeat him. Actually, he posed almost no threat to Jasper. It killed him to realize that while he and Jasper were both geniuses, Jasper was much more powerful than he was.

Jefferson could not live with that, and so he would fight until he erased Jasper from recent memory.

He would not let Jasper ruin his journey on the road of martial arts.

”Good. I'm impressed by your courage to face such a dangerous situation by yourself. You're not really that bad,” Jasper mused.

”But just a piece of advice. The next time you decide to fight me, make sure you've made progress in your training. The gap between our talents is getting larger.”

Jefferson bristled at his opponent's derision. ”I will end