In the airtight room, two figures were fiercely fighting.
One was entirely pitch-black, his skin possessing a metallic sheen.
The other had long hair cascading down his shoulders, his body robust and beautiful like a red clay sculpture, emanating an aura of intense masculinity and raw power.
"Thousand-Degree High-Temperature Battle Body!"
With a low roar, the limbs of the pitch-black figure suddenly began to turn red rapidly. Billowing heatwaves emanated from him, almost transforming the entire room into a giant furnace in the blink of an eye. In the center, the air around the man with glowing red limbs visibly distorted.
"Let's see how you'll handle this now! Haha..."
The pitch-black figure, enveloped by the heatwave, laughed wildly. He transformed into a whirlwind and charged towards the long-haired man, his limbs tearing through the air, leaving several long, dazzling fire trails.
