Although the man was wearing a mask, being a top fighter from the military district, many of his comrades recognized him.
This man, code-named Thunder, was a powerful force known for his formidable strength and speed.
He had a towering figure, showed no expression, and his eyes were icy cold, carrying an aura of overwhelming power.
Across from him, the young man from The Holy See of Brightness was equally tall, his golden hair blowing in the wind like the sun itself.
Both men strode confidently onto the ring.
Shout out your name, I don't kill the nameless! Across from him, Karomen was extremely arrogant.
Hearing this, Thunder snorted coldly, You can call me Number One.
Hmph, a nobody! Karomen snorted disdainfully, looking down at his opponent, Remember my name, it's Karomen!
From today on, this name will be your nightmare.
Thunder's face darkened at these words, his expression colder than ever.
