"Young punk, how dare you talk to me so disrespectfully?" Master Ivan was angered.
He let out a powerful wave of energy and directed it at Jacob.
As he was doing so, his body shimmered with a golden glow, making it a dazzling display of power.
Instantly, a wild gust of wind whipped up the dust on the road, and all his disciples quickly moved away to take cover.
Jacob watched Master Ivan with little interest. "You are indeed better than your disciples, but unfortunately, you are still way below my league."
Master Ivan frowned lightly, amazed to see how Jacob was unaffected by his display of power. He knew the wave of energy he had just emitted was formidable, and most martial artists with good internal energy would find it hard to withstand the force. He could not believe that Jacob appeared totally unfazed.
