With a low shout, Shiryu struck with his blade. Frenzied arcs of air crashed against the edge of the battle axe, while the remaining violent blades of air blasted out in all directions, destroying everything around them.
The Giant race warriors sprang into action, some raising enormous shields, others wielding weapons, relentlessly shattering and blocking the wide-range bursts of air released by Shiryu as they protected the giants who had been stunned or lost their fighting ability.
Clang!
As the weapons of the two combatants collided, a thunderous crash erupted. Shiryu slashed out, splitting the battle axe in two. Half the axe head spun fiercely into the air, turning into a streak of silver light as it flew toward the sky before falling far away into the sea...
The one who had attacked Ronglin had his weapon shattered by Shiryu's overwhelming strength. His body endured the enormous impact, forcing him back several steps before he stopped. Then he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing weakly.
Shiryu's breathing was somewhat uneven. After unleashing such a powerful strike, the wounds on his body ached faintly. His opponent had been formidable as well, and making an attack like that while injured had been far too strenuous.
After taking down the giant who had attacked Ronglin in a single blow, Shiryu sheathed his sword, turned around, and lightly retreated to Ronglin's side.
A group of giants watched the two humans beside Ronglin, both much taller than ordinary people, with uncertain expressions. They had finally realized that these two blank-faced men possessed considerable strength as well.
Step!
The crisp sound of footsteps rang out. Clearly, the newcomer had deliberately made enough noise for everyone to notice.
Without turning his head, Ronglin asked, "Is it settled?"
Fujitora slowly walked to