The sudden emergence of a terrifying blade light had startled everyone. At this moment, Ye Luo of Tian Group was jolted from his daze, his face turning deathly pale, with cold sweat beading on his forehead and his body trembling. He felt as if he had just taken a walk through Hell.
"Who's there? Show yourself!"
The disciple of Beichen Ittoryu's face darkened as he called out coldly.
Whoosh!
Just then, a black figure burst forth, leaping directly onto the platform, making it emit a dull thud.
This figure was a young man, but his skin was incredibly dark, dressed in a black vest with his well-built muscles exposed, twisting around his body like coiled dragons.
His eyes were radiating sharp, spear-like gleams, daring anyone to look directly as if blade edges were shooting out, and in his hand, he held a heavy long katana.
