"Whoomph!"
The thick, tough palm wrapped in dense body hair slammed down like a palm-leaf fan.
But it struck only air.
The black-haired figure that had just been standing before the Bear Goblin suddenly blurred for an instant in the blink of an eye.
His entire body instantly shifted a great distance backward.
The chest that should have suffered the enemy's heavy blow was now completely unharmed, without even the faintest scratch.
He even had strength to spare, taking advantage of the Bear Goblin's recovery after its attack.
He swept up the iron-gray longsword in his hand, the sword tip tapping lightly, the blade just grazing.
Across the waist and abdomen where the other party's solid muscles bulged, he carved open a wound streaming with blood.
"Roar!!!"
The beast roar filled with fury seemed to set off an invisible sound wave in the air, echoing and spreading between the stone walls.
Frost-white fine down swayed faintly under the vibration of the sound wave, and ice-blue eyes reflected the two figures on the field.
Fugan did not deliberately restrain his presence, but neither did he actively interfere in the battle between Xia Nan and the Bear Goblin.
He simply stood in the corner of the cave like an Ice Thorn Totem, silent and still.
One could vaguely see that, along with the rise and fall of his chest and his long, slow breathing, wisps of frost-cold mist glimmering faintly drifted through the air, brushed against the surface of Xia Nan's body, seeped into his pores, and soaked into his muscles, tendons, and bones.
The bone-piercing icy wind from the distant Northern Territory would help this young man, who had grown up in the heartland of the continent, regulate his body temperature, letting him feel the movement details of his bones and