Capítulo 223: The Beauty Of Battle

From the invisible embrace of darkness, Northern watched in keen observation as two lithe forms streaked against each other, carrying dim traces of light with every movement.

Both figures were like dancing lightning, raging furiously against the clearing, crashing against each other with bone-shattering force.

They were fast, they were strong, at a glance they looked evenly matched.

Even if Northern didn't boast of an overwhelming experience when it came to the techniques, strategies and tactics of battle, he at least knew what to look for.

Plus, having [All Eyes] made him able to see what others would not.

For example, their movement.

While it was blurringly fast, his eyes adapted frighteningly to every detail. His eyeballs kept shooting to and fro, following every movement in the corners of his eyes.

Bullets of sweat marred his pale face, his mouth was slightly open as he watched.

Raven was undoubtedly strong!