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Blake Fuller's thumb and forefinger lightly rubbed together as his gaze fell upon the pale-faced Master Zenos.
The sexy Adam's apple moved, "Because... you hurt my little friend."
As the words fell, he paid no mind to the other's pallor, his expression indifferent, lifting the sword in his hand, with waves of sword energy rolling towards unstoppable.
"Breaking Clouds second style, Rain of Swords, Shake the World."
The hoarse voice resonated in the sealed space, the sword in hand transformed into countless shadows, numerous sword shadows erect in the air.
The sword shadows, carrying a momentum that shook the world, fierce and overwhelming, all aimed at Master Zenos.
"No!!!!"
Fright caused a heart-wrenching yell to burst from his throat, his pupils contracted uncontrollably, and in that instant, his heart seemed to stop beating.
He wanted to form hand seals with both hands but found his body was like carrying something weighing a thousand pounds, completely unable to move.
