Cleaning Up

"Alright, I hope you won't regret this."

Anderson was really annoyed. He knew it would be very, very difficult for him to defeat Fang Xingjian. However, since his opponent was being so arrogant, it might not be impossible for him to win.

'Even if I can't beat you, I must deal you a heavy blow so that you'll remember me.'

With a flash, Anderson disappeared into the shadows at the side.

The Shadow Death God had the ability to turn into shadows, allowing the manipulation of shadows which included letting them jump. Now that the arena had been made into a forest of boulders, where there were shadows all around them, it was the best set-up for him to display his abilities.

In just a moment, Anderson's silhouette camouflaged into the darkness, completely invisible. The shadows in the entire terrain started to move about unceasingly, as though countless wild beasts were hiding amongst the shadows, waiting for the moment for them to pounce forth.