Spitting out blood, Zhang Tie picked himself up from the ground. After that, he grabbed that knife and rushed towards Scala once again; however, he was sent flying backward for the second time...
After repeating this process four times, even Scala became moved. After beating down Zhang Tie for the fourth time, Scala came to Zhang Tie's side. After squatting down, he easily grabbed away the knife from Zhang Tie's hand.
"You are really strike-resistant. I admire about your braveness. However, it is not worth it for you to do that only for those pariahs. I've not imagined that Selnes Eagle is a hot-blood youth, ho...ho..." Scala rubbed the knife into silver powders with his hand and have them fall down and blown away by the wind.
Panting, Zhang Tie watched Scala who was squatting in front of him. With the azure sky as the background, Scala looked a bit blurry. Zhang Tie could not identify whether he was happy or furious.
