Chapter 116
"Second Jungle Art: Panther Strike!" Jay called out, slashing the air four times with his fingers.
To the spectators, it appeared to be a wild, meaningless flurry—nothing visible, no aura, no waves of energy. But their skepticism shattered when one of Blazer's firebirds was suddenly sliced clean into three. The flames dispersed into sparks, scattered like dying embers in the wind.
Gasps erupted from the crowd.
The second firebird, however, continued its charge, reaching Jay's side in a blur of heat and light. Without hesitation, Jay's fist surged forward, Qi flowing from his core, spiraling through his veins and concentrating into his knuckles. When the fist collided with the flaming construct, a blast of searing heat hit him like a tidal wave.
Jay's expression twisted in pain, his jaw clenched tightly as steam hissed off his skin. But he didn't step back.
