บท 152: Aftermath Part Three

A pained grunt escaped his lips as the towering wall of information nearly made his brain explode. "Too difficult…", he grunted while catching his head. It was only after a few breaths that he managed to make the wall of information disappear. He sighed again as he felt that this sensation was the worst feeling possible. Having a grand technique at disposition, but not even being able to read it, it made him feel depressed in an instant. With his head dropped low, he saw the specks of dust travel through the air as they went toward the broken tiles. Those specks were infinitely small, but as they added little by little, the tiles grew bigger in short seconds as it began filling the empty void in the fighting arena.