"Marshall Morgan, don't think you're the only one who's practiced the Body Refining Technique."
Terrence York let out a long howl, and with a loud crash, he charged at Marshall Morgan like a massive iron block, slashing down with his saber at the same time.
The saber light howled, shaking heaven and earth.
"Body Refining Technique!"
Marshall Morgan's eyes narrowed, and he launched a full-power counter, using a giant sword to block.
Boom!
When the giant sword clashed with Terrence York's battle saber, Marshall Morgan felt a tidal wave of force rushing towards him, sending his body sliding back over ten meters.
He just felt his body going a bit numb.
"Body Refining Technique, so Terrence York also practiced it, the same type as Tate Hollis. By the looks of it, he's not weaker than Tate Hollis. A powerful body combined with a Mystic-level Blade Technique—Marshall Morgan is doomed, he's no match."
