I Am Unstoppable novel

Due to the incident of Braxton killing Harvey brutally, the tournament had to come to a temporary stop.

The spectators all left to allow for the restoration of the stadium.

An hour later, the tournament continued. The organizing committee did not issue any ban because the Golden Sword Tournament was a cruel and bloody tournament in the first place. One should not attend nor participate in the tournament if they were not mentally prepared.

The screen once again lit up.

In the end, it displayed the upcoming match between Micah Hayes and Quentin Leeland.

Micah was Morgan's son, and Quentin practiced the Iron Palm.

This match was pretty standard. With just three moves, Micah completely defeated Quentin.

Micah's fighting skills were quite good.

After that, he fought in two more matches, where he lost one

and won one. However, none of the fights were as violent as the ones before. On the contrary, watching the face-off between these experts was very interesting.

The fight between Braxton and Jonathan had more murderous intent, but other than that, the fights were similar.

Their movements were unpredictable and swift. A simple move could determine life and death.

For the fifth match, the big screen lit up brilliantly again.

This time, it was Braxton versus Lucian.

The crowd began to feel nervous again.

Everyone knew of Lucian's strength.

A match between Lucian and Braxton was truly a battle of the strongest! Even Jonathan, Hector, and Polly had high expectations for this match.

In the arena, the young Lucian and Braxton silently took their places.

Both of them maintained their composure as if the match was

not a big deal.

It could be said that the two were in their best states.

Just then, the bell rang.

In an instant, Lucian and Braxton took action.

Just like bolts of lightning, their silhouettes collided with one another in a blurry mess. Their speed was simply too fast for an ordinary person to watch clearly.

At that moment, Lucian's body erupted with the imposing strength of the Peacock King Strike, unleashing a force comparable to a king shouting an order to unleash his troop to rush over.

Lucian raised his hands and ran over like a galloping horse. It looked like there was a giant hammer in his hands.

This was his deadly move! With his fists raging like a vicious beast, he reached for Braxton's throat.

With this one move, Lucian actually exuded the aura of a

graceful king. It was terrifying.

It was no wonder he was so close to reaching Nascent Soul.

Perhaps, he could ascend after this battle.

All Braxton saw was darkness as his opponent's fists came charging toward him. He felt chills run down his spine.

A cold glint flashed in Braxton's eyes. Suddenly, his body was sent flying backward. However, he was like an agile cat and was able to stabilize himself quickly.

Lucian once again charged forward, not allowing Braxton the chance to catch his breath.

However, this time, Braxton also rushed forward at the same time.

The only reason he moved backward was to regain his forward momentum! Braxton was like an arrow shot from a bow. His eyes ignited with a deadly flame as he unleashed his Lethal Underwater Punch on Lucian's chest.

This punch held the power of a beast rising from the deep

seas. It was a brilliant scene.

Lucian remained unruffled in the face of the Lethal Underwater Punch. He let out a rumbling roar, sending out white rings of shockwaves.

His hands reacted quickly as he clenched his fist and blocked the attack.

Bang! The two bodies trembled viciously as Braxton's Lethal Underwater Punch and Lucian's Peacock King Strike collided.

Then, both their vitalities soared. At the same time, they both displayed a ferocious aura as they grappled with each other.

Bang! Bang! Bang! As they each performed three Major Grabs of their own, all the crowd could see was their hands moving nonstop. They were like two dragons fighting in the clouds.

Yet, no one was giving in to the other! After the three Grappling Techniques, their vitalities returned to normal. Then, Lucian turned up the heat. He suddenly

stomped his foot on the ground, causing the earth to crack and rubble to fly. Next, he spun around like a spinning top, and a fist suddenly appeared from his waist.

Like an angered dragon coming out of its cave, he punched at Braxton's chest.

This move was the Peacock King Strike's Peacock Tail Swipe! Braxton was smart enough not to underestimate him, so he stepped back. After steadying himself, he smashed over with a Mindless Fist.

Bang! Bang! The two once again clashed with an outburst of vitality.

Instead of retreating, Lucian raised both fists.

After Peacock Tail Swipe, the consecutive move was naturally Peacock Train Rattle.

Lucian threw out punches one after another. It looked like

there were ten fists at once.

It was the Sky Shadow Punch! Braxton condensed his energy and also unleashed ten supercharged punches.

All ten punches were Mindless Fists! However, his punches were just a touch slower than Lucian's.

After ten hits, Braxton's vitality rose. On the other hand, Lucian relied on the practice of his Peacock King Strike to stabilize his vitality.

The next second, a brief spur of dizziness was seen in Braxton's eyes.

Lucian quickly sensed it and let out a loud shriek. The scream was like a sound from hell, and it pierced through Braxton's eardrums.

The throbbing pain in his ears made Braxton even more light- headed. It was like there was a demon inside him.

Simultaneously, Lucian's Peacock King Strike was bombarded on Braxton's heart.

Braxton was sent flying with a thud before he hit the ground heavily and slid back a few meters.

His head twisted to the side as fresh blood spurted out of his mouth, declaring his death.

Braxton and Skyler were two of Jetroina's young hopes. They came to Chanaea to train their fighting skills and raise their cultivation stage.

Unfortunately, they had underestimated the power of the Chanaean fighters, and their lives came to an end in the ring.

Lucian was victorious.

Thunderous applause broke out in the crowd.

Little Martial Sage remained undefeated! The big screen flickered once again.

This time, it was the battle of Jareth versus Hector.

‘When that popped up on the screen, Jonathan's face paled.

He turned to look at Hector, horrified.

Jonathan knew very well Jareth's power.

‘When Hector stood up, Jonathan immediately pulled him and said, “Hector, you are no match for him. Jareth is one of the top fighters in Strikezone Martial Arts. He joined the Golden Sword Tournament to kill me. You must surrender right now.” Hector was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Jonathan and seemed to understand him. However, he still shook off Jonathan's hand and said, “I don't care who he is or what his purpose is for coming here. In this arena, we must fight fair and square.” Jonathan lowered his voice. “This is not a fair and square match. He is a Nascent Soul expert. You have absolutely no chance of winning. You can still have a shot in the future. You don't have to do this now.” Hector flashed a gentle smile. “Jonathan, everyone has their own choices. | am a fighter. My grandpa taught me to never run away from a challenge or give up.” After finishing his speech, he paid no mind to Jonathan and walked to the arena resolutely.

Jonathan was horrified.

He already knew the outcome of this battle. He could not bear to watch Hector die. That was his friend! Amber, Jessica and Yasmin were also worried.

This arena was ruthless.

Polly turned to Jonathan and said, “Jonathan, watch the fight closely. If Hector dies, | don't want his death to be in vain. If you can comprehend the secrets of Nascent Soul from this battle, at least his sacrifice meant something.” Tears instantly welled up in Jonathan's eyes. He now understood why Hector was so insistent on fighting. He wanted to let him see Jareth's moves and plans.

They had not known each other for long, but their friendship was immeasurable.

Hector and Jareth stood facing each other in the ring.

Jareth was in his forties, but he looked young. Wearing a white robe and canvas shoes and with his head shaved, he looked like a monk.

His body was strong and burly. This showed his exuberant

vitality.

Jareth exuded a very imposing aura. It was extremely strong.

Even Jonathan felt that he would be terrified to go up against Jareth.

Yet, Hector was very calm as he had cultivated the Shadow Punch. His heart was at peace, and he would never be bothered by anything.

The Shadow Punch was soft. And what was the softest element? Water.

Water was also the fiercest element! As water was never in a constant state, it could be a source of life or a monstrous disaster; a raging beast or a mighty savior.

Ding! It was the signal for the match to start.

However, neither Hector nor Jareth moved a muscle.

Jareth glared at Hector and said indifferently, “You're no match for me. Just surrender.” Hector said calmly, “I would still like to fight you.”

Jareth warned, “Don't say | didn't warn you. This will be your last day on earth.” With a smile, Hector replied, “For a fighter to die in the ring is dying a worthy death.” “Since that's the case, | won't go easy on you.” A fierce light flashed in Jareth's eyes after he said that.

Jareth didn't care who he had to kill. He was a ruthless murderer.

Once he took action, his opponent was doomed to die.

Plus, he was bearing the honor of representing Strikezone Martial Arts at that moment. So, he had to demonstrate his strength.

He had to uphold the dignity of Strikezone Martial Arts! Jareth's body flashed into the air. No one could see where he went. Following that, a surging flow of energy could be felt. At that moment, no words could describe the sheer strength of Jareth's punch. His body shook, and his energy seemed to

have condensed. His attack was like a strong hurricane.

Hector could only feel his clothes lift up from his body and rustling in the strong wind.

While the audience could see Hector's clothes flapping in the wind, an extremely ear-piercing whistle was heard. Then, violent blasts of air could be seen in waves in the middle of the ring.

From the audience's point of view, the waves of air looked like ripples in the sea.

If it wasn't water, how could there be such strong waves? However, those ripples only appeared for a flash. It did not feel as powerful as it looked from afar.

Jonathan and Polly's hearts were in their throats. They felt that this punch of Jareth's was aimed at them.

Jonathan was petrified. He asked himself, “If it was me facing this punch, what would | do?” He could not think of any possible way to dodge this attack.

Back in the ring, Hector did not show any signs of wavering.

He did not move or even try to avoid the attack. Suddenly, he

stepped forward by a tiny bit. With one fist to his waist and another punching forward, he slashed at the space in front of him. He was gentle at first, but then he released all his might in this punch.

This move was too simple.

Bang.