Feeling the sharpness rushing towards his face, Greg Jensen finally managed to pry his eyes open.
With one hand on the hilt and the other supporting the back of the blade, he raised the Twilight Snow Knife.
Clang!
A deafening boom rang out, almost bursting people's eardrums.
The vigorous knife energy scattered in all directions like ripples, pushing Greg several meters away.
"Hah, he actually blocked it?"
Drake Stuart seemed a bit surprised, sneering as he said, "Since that's the case, try catching another one of my slashes!"
Before his words fell, he swooped down, tapped a foot on the ring, and leapt high, swinging down hard at Greg Jensen.
Clang!
Another loud noise echoed.
Drake Stuart was surprised to find that Greg Jensen had blocked it again.
He flew into a rage, unfolding an exquisite set of knife techniques in his hands.
Clang, clang, clang!
A series of rapid collision sounds began on the stage.
