C505 What?

The twin blades were firmly clasped in his hands!

The swishing sound of the blades cutting through the air was unmistakable, a clear challenge aimed at Oxneas.

It was evident that Oxneas had a plan. He was intent on reducing his opponent to a state of confusion.

Oxneas' gaze turned icy.

No, it was beyond icy.

It was bone-chillingly cold!

Oxneas had made up his mind. He wouldn't back down