Chương 640: Sparring With An Old Friend (2)

Soon enough, Virgil and Ashton stood facing each other in the centre of a Colosseum-like arena. The air hummed with excitement as the spectators eagerly waited for the friendly spar to begin. 

After all, it wasn't every day that one witnessed the Arena-master fight it out with a living legend like Ashton. 

Virgil gripped his hefty axe, his muscles tense and ready. On the other side, Ashton flexed his arms and shifted into a fighting stance, his aura ready to burst at any moment.

"Ready?" Ashton called out, a grin on his face.

Virgil nodded, his eyes locked on Ashton. "Let's do this."

As the signal sounded, Virgil charged forward; axe raised high. He swung it down with a determined grunt, aiming for Ashton's side. But Ashton moved like shapeless water, sidestepping the attack with ease.