"Who are you?" Zhao Ruizhi asked. "Anyone who's capable of injuring me can't possibly be nameless."
Unfortunately, the other party didn't reply to him. Instead, the black mist around his entire body surged, and he charged while brandishing his scythe again.
Zhao Ruizhi shivered. He didn't dare underestimate his opponent when he faced the attack. The two of them exchanged several moves in an instant, at speeds far greater than the spectators' wildest imaginations. Those from King George Manor couldn't even see their movements.
Sharky couldn't help but become interested, he thought Zhao Han is dead for sure. But he knew, it was only wishful thinking, because these guys were nothing more than soul fragments that have continued to exist in this special world. They're much weaker than before. It would be extremely difficult for them to take down Zhao Han.
Sure enough, the battlefield situation had already begun to change.