The Human Giant-Chapter 389 388: Diverging Hopes

With the extreme cold pressure that was oozed from Jilque, Yoze and Suzanne could feel that their blood was being frozen. The difference in realms was simply too significant, which allowed Jilque to completely suppress them with his blood!

As a second-rate Blood Master, Yoze should have been the one who felt the most pressure, yet compared to the excitement he felt from meeting a good opponent; the pressure wasn't much. Unfortunately, the same couldn't be the same for Suzanne as the pressure coming towards her was utterly debilitating, causing her control of her blood to drop.

If she had to face Jilque alone, she would have lost in less than a second! When compared to a genius Blood Master from a martial arts sect, she couldn't compete at all!

Whether it was the quality of their blood control, the amount of inner vigor inside their bodies, their number of techniques, or even their Blood Master realm, she lost in all of them! Even the Blood Pill Yoze had given her wasn't enough to fill this gap between them.

"Sigh, it's all over. Me and Gilan are going to die."

Seeing that she had once again lost to Jilque, Suzanne's spirit broke, and her desire to continue fighting dropped so low it could reach the floor. If it wasn't for the fact that Gilan was still in her care, she would have blown up her body to not experience the feeling of being sucked dry.

While Suzanne lost her battle spirit, the sound of a loud heartbeat appeared just as Jilque reached them.

Without hesitation, Jilque condensed the blood around his hands into four-foot-long magnets and swung them toward Yoze and Suzanne. Yet these simple swings caused the number of machete slashes to exponentially increase to five hundred just as they reached them.

With such a monstrous amount of Blood Master level attacks, Yoze's and Suzanne's blood armor wouldn't be capable of enduring and shattering. Exposing their bodies to the ruthless elements and the bloodthirsty Jilque, who planned to turn them into human popsicles.

Such a level of attack far outstripped what Jilque had chosen in their previous battle and stunned both of them. Yet just as the hundreds of machete slashes were about to touch their Blood Armor, Yoze made his move.

With devilish flexibility, he threw a heavy punch that quickly zigzagged through the machete slashed before slamming against Jilque's chest. Just touching Jilque's armor caused the Blood Armor Yoze's first to instantly freeze and penetrate his flesh to lick his bones.

"Blood Breaker Fist!"

Jilque's eyes widened under his Blood Armor as he felt a truly enormous force come through Yoze's fist. Shattering his Blood Armor and bones while turning his organs into mush.

"Boom!!!"

The sound of his body breaking through the sound barrier crushed his eardrums as he was sent flying out of Jelly Town like a firework. Even the town wall couldn't slow him down as he was sent flying thousands of feet and destroyed hundreds of trees to stop himself.

"W-what was that!?" Suzanne stuttered with her mouth gaping open. If she wasn't wearing armor, a fly might have flown inside her mouth without her knowing.

Turning around to the culprit, she saw Yoze calmly crouching in the same position where he had punched Jilque as if he had turned into a statue. The only difference was that the armor he had used to punch Jilque was no longer covered in Blood Armor.

Instead, his entire arm had swelled to more than three times the size, his flesh had turned red, and his flesh was torn, allowing the blood inside his body to drip to the ground. Seeing this, Suzanne's heart dropped as she rushed to support Yoze, guessing that he had used some forbidden technique for a momentary boost in power.

Yet just as her arms had wrapped around Yoze's chest and she was mentally ready to lift his heavy body, Yoze's mind returned to the battlefield, and he stood up like normal. All to the dismay of Suzanne, who found herself being lifted as if she was his handbag.

Finally noticing Suzanne, who was in an awkward position, Yoze lowered his head to look at her and asked with confusion in his voice.

"Are you okay? I didn't accidentally injure you when I punched, right?"

Hearing the confusion in Yoze's voice, Suzanne's face twitched before turning red from embarrassment under her Blood Armor. With no pride left, she only sighed and carefully let go of Yoze to ensure that Gilan, who was tightly holding onto her back and knew nothing about the battle situation, didn't notice the change in height.

"No, I'm fine... Let's just check whether you managed to kill Jilque." Even though she could not see Yoze's face, Suzanne could imagine the smile on his face and quickly changed the topic.

Yoze nodded in agreement as he also wanted to be sure that he hadn't accidentally killed Jilque with his Blood Breaker Fist. Even though he tried to hold back somewhat, the very idea of the Blood Breaker martial art set was to always use full strength in everything. To use any of the Blood Breaker techniques required him to use all of his strength and potential.

He could only adapt and shift some of the power away from Jilque so that it was accurate to the strength that he showed. This was why he was in a dazed state earlier, since he had to deal with the impact of his organs being damaged from shifting the power of his attack.

Even then, after doing all that work, he wasn't sure if Jilque survived as he could sense that the body cultivation method that allowed him to have insane regeneration capabilities was suppressed, which resulted in him worrying that he had accidentally killed the one opportunity he had to get a body cultivation method that he could use to train his regeneration abilities.

"I hope that Yoze's sacrifice and all my hard work could kill that fiend."

"I hope that fellow survived, or all my hardwood would have been for nothing."

This resulted in these two allies having two different thoughts and hopes that contradicted each other. Yet this wasn't something that either of them cared about as they rushed outside of Jelly Town to check on their enemy.