The person before me had reached a level of strength that left even him in despair. Standing there, he felt a fear that came from the depths of his heart.
"Strong one, you have the qualifications to wield Demon Blade Muramasa. Let me see your true power."
"As you wish!" I glanced at him as crimson light swirled around me, bringing with it power so terrifying that it reached the extreme. Warrior closed in on me in an instant. For him, killing an enemy the moment he got close was one of his greatest techniques.
Warrior was a dead man and had no aura whatsoever, so his approach was completely silent.
In an instant, Warrior drew near, a cruel smile spreading across his face. The enchanting light in his hand swept toward me, but I casually waved my hand, sending Warrior flying. His body crashed to the ground, where he could no longer move.
"Your strength is beyond my expectations. I never imagined that in such a short time, your power could improve to this level." Warrior spoke indifferently. He could feel the weight of my attack, and its destructive power had reached a level that astonished even him. The ground beneath his feet had caved in slightly; a casual strike from me had put him at a disadvantage for the moment.
Yet he only felt excitement—the excitement of encountering a powerful enemy.
"It has been a long time since I've felt this fired up. Human, I have high hopes for you." Warrior spoke coldly as Demon Blade Muramasa in his hand radiated purple light.
"Hmph. Is that all you've got?" I cast him a cold glance.
"Kid, do you think you can look down on me with only this much power? Next, I'll show you just how strong I