"Give me all you got, this is my last fight, and I don't want to leave the stage with regrets," Wings of Heaven announced.
"Your Fist-blade is powerful indeed, but I am afraid that it won't be enough to defeat me." Wang Tong cracked a smile.
The corner of Wings of Heaven's mouth lifted a bit; he thought that Wang Tong's words sounded very familiar.
Suddenly, the two of them rushed for an attack simultaneously.
They both arrived at the center of the arena almost at the same time. Wings of Heaven used the Blade-fist techniques again and was able to stand his ground under Einherjar Wannabe's counter attack.
The two fists collided into each other and the two fighters both stumbled back.
The audiences became quiet, and the cheers died down. They started to question the identity and the real power of Wings of Heaven, just like they had questioned Einherjar Wannabe.
