บท 129: Dislocated.

Nico took a deep breath and stood silently in his position.

Sariel's eyebrow twitched, 'Do you think you are strong enough to make me do the first move? How arrogant.'

Outside of the arena, Giron was looking at the scene, 'Don't let him provoke you... That's their plan, to use your arrogance against you.'

''Attack him!'' Michael shouted.

Sariel gritted his teeth and raised his leg.

*STOMP*

*CRASH*

*BOOM*

*CRACK*

Sariel started stomping the ground below him, making the arena shake uncomfortably.

Nico stabilized his stance— with a mocking face, he looked at Sariel.

Sariel's face turned into anger.

[Wyrward Family Technique - Whirlwind of Misery!]

He put his two hands together.

*SWOOSH*

Sariel disappeared from his position, appeared in front of Nico, and pushed his hands towards Nico's torso.

A small whirlwind started appearing on Sariel's hand— it was like his arms were a small tornado.