Gong!
Ramon stared attentively at his opponent as he started moving.
He didn't need anyone to tell him, Ramon's keen senses could tell him that he was going up against a seasoned veteran with hundreds of battles under his belt.
He could not afford to mess up against this middle-aged man.
He could tell that this man had a box of tricks up his sleeve.
He was not deterred though; he was still confident that he would emerge victorious. It may only drag out longer than he expected due to the man's trickery.
This middle-aged man wielded a long animal skin rope with blades shaped like sickles at both ends of the rope, forming a deadly whip.
As soon as the gong rang, as this man walked round the combat arena while observing the boy carefully, he was already swinging his whip.
Swish! Swish!
"Movement Astral Technique: Cheetah's Dash!"
Bam!
