CHAPTER 723
BANG, BANG, BANG!
The cacophony of attacks screamed through the air with an ear-piercing screech, echoing violently across the mountain.
Literal sparks painted the air in different shades of color.
Blue, yellow, and sometimes orange blended together into a mythical storm of light that flashed with every violent impact.
The ground trembled and quaked with each clash as three figures danced across the mountaintop, moving precisely, quickly, and dangerously.
Two against one.
Each strike, each slash, each thrust was aimed at decapitating their opponent, yet everything they did always ended in naught.
It was as if their opponent possessed the ability to peer into the future, predicting their movements before they even committed to them.
Every attack ended up blocked, deflected, or narrowly dodged.
Their speed was on equal grounds with his, yet his grin refused to shake or tremble even under such pressure.
