A few hours before meeting up with Marc and Ronald…
In a large room without an audience, the two weapons were rubbing against each other. Between a spear and a giant axe. The figure of a man with a burly body, attacked the figure of a woman in Chinese uniform. Both his strength and speed are increasing. Sweat dripped down their cheeks. The expressions of both parties smiled widely.
"Not bad for Chinese warriors either!"
"You too! I didn't expect my rival to increase besides Wong Fei-Hun!"
The two of them fought each other with happy expressions. In terms of sparring match is not in vain. The woman's spear was aimed at the man's shoulder. Howevers, he managed to avoid it even though there was friction. Attila growled because the attack launched was so deadly. The movement of the spear grew stronger. It really frightens this girl, Attila muttered to himself.
"What's wrong? Is this all you're capable of?" shouted the woman in the white Chinese uniform.
