His words were undisguised and pointed, as sharp as the tip of a needle.
The calm tone was imbued with strong confidence, as if he was stating a fact—a fact that was surely going to occur!
Arlington paused slightly, he had thought himself to be quite arrogant, yet the man called Casio before him was even more so without pale.
"Haven't started fighting, and you think you've already won?"
Arlington's brows flashed with an inviolable dominance, he was somewhat angry, "Who is stronger, who is weaker, only under the fist can we truly understand..."
"Heh heh," Casio chuckled lightly, a terrifying momentum circulating around him—that was a dominance even greater than Arlington's! With authority radiating outward, he pushed aside all challengers. An overwhelming force, unmatched and undefeated. This was the demeanor of the Overlord of the Fist! He looked at Arlington and said, "I didn't expect to see a follower on the same path, I will take you seriously..."
