Two-handed Heavenly Blade

Dream Seeker tightly held Traceless in his hands.

"You're really strong."

Dream Seeker looked at Heavenly Blade as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

That skill he did was beyond Dream Seeker's reach.

"But, I don't want to admit defeat."

Dream Seeker put on his cloak and held the compass in one hand and Traceless in the other. Then, he disappeared from the spot.

"Heh."

Heavenly Blade sneered and disappeared from where he was.

Except for the burning flames, no one could see the figures of the two people in the ring. Only the sound of weapons colliding could be heard in the empty ring. From time to time, the sound of explosions could be heard.

Many people in the audience seats stretched their necks and pricked up their ears, trying to identify their positions through the sound.

Gradually, some afterimages appeared in the arena.

They were the shadows of bombs and blades.