Someone immediately replied, "Then prepare your teeth, because I heard the War God Legacy has not fully chosen an inheritor yet."
"That is nonsense," the scarred man retorted. "Do you think someone can fight like that without receiving the War God's inheritance? Look at his body. Every punch is like a battlefield collapsing."
The crowd erupted again as another clash exploded in the distance.
The swordsman descended from above, his sword leaving behind a long silver-white arc that looked like a river of sword light falling from the sky. The barehanded fighter did not dodge. He raised his right fist, and a golden-red war aura gathered around his arm before he punched upward. Sword and fist collided, and the entire sky shook violently.
A ring-shaped shockwave spread across the horizon, and even the tower's protective formation rippled under the force.
"Good!"
"That was insane!"
"These two are truly monsters."
