Basil Jaak's gaze was chillingly cold, so cold that it made others shiver. Initially, he had thought that Woodrow Sullivan could defeat Basil Jaak within three moves, but shockingly, Basil Jaak turned the tables with a counterattack. If he hadn't intervened in time, Woodrow Sullivan would have lost not just a leg but his life!
"Heh, I know you're strong. But, my life isn't something you can take whenever you wish. If you've got the skills, come and try to take it now!"
Having already revealed his strength, Basil Jaak didn't beat around the bush with Dana, directly challenging him.
"Boy, do you really think your little strength can stand against me? Hmph. Take this move!"
As Dana spoke, his figure suddenly shot forward, his movements as quick as lightning, resembling a beam of light, directly slashing towards Basil Jaak!
"Bring it on!"
