บท 133: Power [3]

A 50-kilometer radius surrounding a massive tree was crowded by slightly more than a thousand people who made up a large crowd prepared to watch the upcoming battle.

In the air above the tree stood a heroic man whose flowing black hair and robes fluttered in the calm wind. His sword-like eyebrows were calmly set above his closed eyes. He didn't do anything special, but his presence captivated the attention of everyone in the vicinity.

From the distance, another aura emerged, flying at high speeds towards their location. Most of the crowd was only able to see an amethyst light approaching them. When it finally arrived, the figure it encased was revealed.

Another man whose aura was equally valiant, leaving no obvious discrepancies between him and his opponent. His hair was tied in a ponytail, the silver streaks within its deep black looking like shooting stars in the night.