I Am Unstoppable novel

The huge screen continued flickering and blurring incessantly.

Right then, Leonardo was also seated among the spectators in the stadium. As such, he could naturally see Jonathan's improvement. A gleam of excitement flashed across his eyes, and an infinite urge to battle surged within him for no reason other than the fact that the man finally had the right to garner his respect at that very moment.

His anticipation of the impending battle mounted to epic proportions.

In truth, Leonardo was also an outstanding figure. He was inordinately arrogant and was extremely formidable among his peers.

Therefore, he would never be afraid of Jonathan.

At long last, the huge screen stilled.

Next was a duel between two other elite fighters, and it was no more than a brawl in Jonathan's eyes.

Three consecutive duels after that were between other elite fighters as well.

In the fourth round, Polly was pitted against Jareth.

The instant Jonathan saw that, fear struck him.

Jareth was a veteran Nascent Soul expert, and though Polly had also attained Nascent Soul, Jonathan was still worried about her.

Surprisingly, Polly appeared exceedingly peaceful then. Her Heavenly Aura enabled her to remain fearless in the face of all danger.

“Be careful, Polly,” Jonathan stated.

Polly inclined her head imperceptibly before heading toward the ring.

Likewise, Jessica and the others went into a tizzy. Yasmin could not help asking Jonathan, “Can Polly win?" After all, Jareth's capabilities were engraved in everyone's minds.

In fact, it would be no exaggeration to say that he was a god of war.

Jonathan could not answer her for sure, so he merely replied,

“There's a fifty-fifty odds of her winning. Just watch patiently.” ‘Yasmin nodded and did not ask any further.

In the ring, Polly and Jareth stood across from each other.

As the neon lights above the ring shone down, the ring resembled a vast, white canvas.

Jareth wore a white cassock that rendered him as white as snow. He looked just like those supreme monastics in television shows.

Polly, on the other hand, was dressed in red sports attire. She gave off an elegant and unique aura.

She looked at Jareth expressionlessly.

Jareth did the same. Slightly surprised, he remarked, “I didn't expect you to have attained Nascent Soul overnight. You're indeed worthy of me fighting this duel.” With a faint smile, Polly countered, “So, you have full confidence in winning, Master Sullivan?” “Since my debut in the martial arts world, I've fought

hundreds of battles without losing a single one. Although you're also a Nascent Soul now, you're still not my match,” he replied placidly.

Chuckling softly, Polly riposted, “There's a first time for everything. Master Sullivan, you can never remain undefeated forever.” “In that case, let's see which of us will win,” Jareth returned coldly.

Polly did not yak with him any longer, exclaiming, “Sure!” Just then, the bell rang.

At once, Jareth's aura burst forth, so strong that it was overwhelming. It was a murderous intent so devastating that it permeated the entire ring and caused goosebumps to rise all over everyone present.

If one were to close one's eyes at that instant, one would feel that he had morphed into a ruthless murderer.

That was his force field.

Every single Nascent Soul had their own force field.

Below the stage, his master's senior, Yasir, was watching the duel.

As soon as Jareth made his move, he unleashed his ultimate Nascent Soul technique — Soaring Punch.

Like a cannonball soaring into the sky, Soaring Punch was tantamount to smashing the sky with a single punch.

The power of that punch was so strong that it was beyond imagination.

‘When he dueled with Hector previously, he did not unleash Soaring Punch, for ultimate techniques were generally used under desperate circumstances only. Yet, he utilized it right at the beginning when he was facing off Polly. That made it evident that he treated her as an opponent who was evenly matched with him.

At the same time, Polly unleashed her Heavenly Aura.

In the blink of an eye, an expansive aura burst forth from her.

In that instant, everyone felt she was God, the ultimate ruler over all creation. Her will took precedence, and she could destroy everything.

Before her, they could not help feeling resigned to their fates.

In the face of Jareth's Soaring Punch, Polly was like a willow that went with the breeze. All of a sudden, she unleashed Antelope Rhythm.

The space in front of Jareth abruptly became vacant as she ‘seemingly disappeared into thin air.

Truth be told, Jareth's murderous force field was impressive, but it could not control Polly's force field at all. After all, Polly's Heavenly Aura encompassed murderous feelings. For that reason, she was a natural in her element right then.

On the contrary, Jareth was one of the ones who was enveloped within her Heavenly Aura. His movements were all in the palm of her hand.

That achievement of Polly's was something that was even beyond Jonathan. That was why he said that her achievements in the future would be immeasurable.

In a flash, Polly darted to Jareth's back. Then, her hands shot out like a snake and grabbed the back of his head without

warning.

Sensing a bolt of pain at the back of his head, Jareth immediately tilted his head and dodged.

Grasping air, Polly swiftly aimed for Jareth's ears instead.

Jareth exhaled deeply and manipulated his ears right away.

As he did so, his ears promptly plastered against his face like a Coupari cat.

Once again, Polly failed to grab him. Nonetheless, she remained calm and unruffled. That said, she did not stop but continued making a grab for the hair above the man's ear.

When she succeeded, she would instantly yank with all her might so that he would be assailed by utter agony.

She kept unleashing ultimate technique after ultimate technique, her moves so stealthy that one could not guard against them.

Jareth snorted, his left shoulder drooping suddenly while his right shoulder shot up like an arrow, aiming right at the vein in her hand.

Abruptly, Polly's body rose up. She, too, snorted and geared up to unleash Amida Punch.

Like God's hand descending from heaven, she punched her hand downward.

Jareth wailed inwardly, for he had never expected her to have mastered such top-notch techniques. He tried his best to vary his moves, yet he was suppressed at every turn.

During the critical juncture, he streaked forward and rolled before he leaped up at lightning speed.

Unfortunately, the sound of the wind cutting through the air sounded behind him before he could even turn around as Polly pursued him.

Gritting his teeth, he swiveled around like a snake and swept his leg back in an arc.

At the same time, he was finally face to face with her. Alas, he still had no opportunity to get to his feet.

Ever since the two of them dueled, Polly had been having the upper hand at every turn, subverting

everyone's expectations.

In the face of his vicious leg sweep, she did not bother dodging at all. Instead, she countered by shooting her leg out as well.

Bang! Bang! Their two legs collided, yet the sound of metals crashing pierced the air.

Due to an angle problem, Jareth could not unleash his full strength. However, the same could not be said of Polly.

This time, the two of them were finally about equally matched.

Tragically, Jareth still had not the opportunity to stand up.

Thus, he retaliated with Mantis Fist and Kung Fu Rebound Kick.

After the kick, Polly continued pressing her advantage.

She kicked out her legs as though it were never tiring, every single move lethal in nature.

Meanwhile, Jareth could only dodge pathetically.

In the end, he was forced to the edge of the ring. He rolled off the ring and propped his palms against the ground, swiftly leaping up again.

He had been dealing with her blows on his hands and knees, so that was truly a humiliation to him.

Just as he propelled himself up, though, Polly leaped up as well. When she came back down, she capitalized on the continuous momentum by bounding her feet off against the ground.

“Amida Punch!” She suddenly turned ferocious, the murderous intent in her Heavenly Aura bursting forth.

In a heartbeat, it felt as though the sky was falling down, an infinite pressure crashing down from above.

Seeing that, Jareth hastily unleashed his Soaring Punch.

Regretfully, it had lost its sting.

Bang! Bang! Jareth stumbled back several steps, his vitality scattering and brewing within him.

Quickly dashing forward, Polly unleashed her Amida Punch once more.

Bang! Bang! Jareth abruptly flew backward and slammed heavily onto the ground.

Before he had the time to rebound, Polly charged over without warning, pouncing on him like a wolf on a lamb.

Pinning him to the ground, she snapped his neck without any mercy.

In an instant, blood gushed out of Jareth's orifices, and he died on the spot without even the time to utter a final word.

For that duel, Polly won.

That was a result no one had ever expected. Ever since then, her name spread like wildfire in the martial arts world.

Below the stage, Leonardo had a rather strange look in his eyes.

Yasir, on the other hand, went as pale as a sheet. Jareth was

his senior's best disciple, so it would be difficult for him to explain things upon his return when Jareth ended up perishing there.

Nevertheless, Polly did not care about all that. She headed straight back to her seat.

“You were incredible, Polly!” Jessica exclaimed sincerely no sooner had Polly sat down.

In response, Polly merely flashed her a faint smile without saying anything. Although she had just killed earlier, no murderous intent remained on her. Instead, she appeared calm and unruffled.

Turning his gaze on her, Jonathan later remarked, “Polly, you didn't have to kill him. Now that you did, I'm afraid that Strikezone Martial Arts will be holding a grudge against you.” A glimmer of frostiness flittered across Polly's eyes, and she admitted, “If there's an opportunity, | also want to Kill Yasir.

Strikezone Martial Arts is no ally of yours, and they've also long since been an enemy of mine. Every single member of theirs | kill translates to one less trouble in the future.”

Jonathan knew he factored in a major part of her resolve to kill Jareth, and he could not help feeling touched.

By then, Amber and the others were already numb to the sight of death, and their endurance of gory scenes had improved significantly.

Right that moment, the screen stilled at the names of Jonathan and Leonardo.

Jonathan took a deep breath. Well, one can never run from destiny.

With that thought in mind, he got to his feet.

“Be careful. Leonardo's fate is far better than Jareth's, so don't be careless,” Polly reminded.

Jonathan nodded in acknowledgment.

Amber and the others were equally concerned. “You'll definitely win, right, Jonathan?” Amber queried.

Grinning at them, Jonathan replied, “I can't bear to leave you all, so I'll never allow anything to happen to me.”

His words had a wealth of warmth suffusing all three of them.

After saying that, Jonathan strode toward the ring without the slightest hesitation.

In the ring, Jonathan and Leonardo stood across from each other.

Leonardo wore white training attire, whereas Jonathan wore black training attire.

With them wearing colors on polar opposites, it appeared like a fateful duel.

In reality, it was Jonathan and Leonardo's first meeting, but they had both battled each other countless times in the dark.

Leonardo once persecuted Jonathan, framing him and even forcing him to kneel and beg for mercy.

However, Jonathan never once gave in. Right then, they were finally standing in the ring, meeting in the fairest manner.

Leonardo was absolutely the charming type, the kind of person who was gentle yet possessed hidden edges.

As for Jonathan, he was undoubtedly the bright and cheerful type. When he beamed, he gave off an extraordinary sense of insouciance.

Nonetheless, that did not mean that he was truly foolish. He, too, had his bottom line and hidden edges.

At that moment, they were both staring at each other. Neither spoke, yet they sensed the surreal wonder of destiny. initially, they were not acquainted with each other, but because of fate's machinations, they finally reached the point where only one of them could live.

Once again, Jonathan sensed the weight of the term “The Chosen One” and the terrifying might of the invisible hand of fate.