章 327: Selection

Byrine frame trembled. He had never felt so belittled and humiliated in his entire lifetime.

"Take out your corpse puppet!"

His humiliation fueled his roar. A sharp qi surrounded his body as his sword appeared in hand. The Ember Clan may have been one for flame wielders, but the Lao Clan he was born into was a Clan of swordsman!

"For you…" Ryu flashed forward, his body suddenly appearing not even two feet away from Byrine. "… I don't think I'll feel better unless I do it with my own hands."

The crisp slap resounded through the arena. Byrine's body flew to the side, his head and shoulder smashing into the stage barrier so fiercely that his neck seemed to break in a single instance.

The silence was deafening. Was the difference really so large?