Chapter 1859 The Face-off

Hantel sneered. "I have a sword and you have nothing but injuries. If I can't defeat you at my peak, I don't think I'd be able to live with dignity."

"Try me then." Zorion smiled. "I believe that justice will prevail."

"That's a good saying, but sadly, you're doomed to die here today." Hantel sneered and pointed the blade toward Zorion's chest.

He waved the sword with great strength, leaving a trail behind in the air. This was his best sword move. He was certain that this could at least leave several stab wounds on Zorion's body.

However, that was only his wishful thinking. Zorion dodged swiftly and then suddenly reappeared behind Hantel, before tapping gently on his back.

It was a light tap, yet Hantel was sent stumbling forward. He looked a little flustered.

Hantel turned around and glared at Zorion. "You could've killed me."