C91 He Was Not like a Mortal
The sharp sword light clashed with the domineering fist light, unleashing a maelstrom of energy that whipped through the heavens and earth, stirring everything around it.
It was a fearsome tempest, a chaotic dance of innumerable sword energies and fists that swept through the area, leaving every onlooker trembling in its wake.
"No!"
Out of nowhere
