On the other side, on the rooftop of Spectre Inc.
"hah… I'm surprised that you can hold on for so long…" V1- War God's laughter sounded prideful and at ease. At that moment, he was floating in the air and his whole body was radiating energy.
"I on the other hand, am not that surprised." Feng Bujue at that moment was forced to the edge of the roof, his face, neck and arms had many wounds on them.
"Just what kind of person you are… that you will be able to give a response like that…" V1- War God continued, "From the analysis of your facial expression, you do not look like you're bluffing, and you're not the kind of person who cannot see the difference in power level between you and your opponent, therefore… this is not out of ignorance." He scoffed. "Hmph… is this what you humans called… being stubborn?"
"Aiz… you just have some upper hand in close quarter combat…" Feng Bujue said with dead eyes and an easy tone, "And you think you have already won?"
