Chương 442: One last match [3]

"Begin!"

The referee's thunderous voice boomed throughout the arena. Following his words, Kevin flourished his broadsword. The broadsword was about three feet in length, and its sharp edge directly reflected the glaring light coming down from the sun.

As the broadsword appeared in Kevin's hand, I watched as his muscles bulged outwards and his hand lowered slightly. 

A clear indication of just how heavy the weapon was. 

SHIIIIING—! 

With a light sound, Kevin's sword became enshrouded by a red hue visible to the naked eye! Slowly, layers upon layers of crimson air emanated from Kevin's sword. 

At this moment, despite the referee's words, neither one of us moved. A heavy tension enveloped the entire arena. 

As I gazed in Kevin's direction, an indomitable aura escaped from his body as it billowed outwards.