Lightning rolled through the dark clouds, and a streak of white light flashed across the sky, illuminating everyone's face in the arena.
"What are you afraid of? Have you forgotten how strong they are?!"
Kuse shouted at his wary companions.
Only two days had passed. The gap in raw strength could never be made up for with sheer momentum.
No matter how strange the opponents looked, all they had to do was face them head-on, just as they had when they were beaten twice the day before yesterday.
At his words, the martial artists from Yarolan Royal Academy quickly regained their courage and exchanged determined glances.
Who was stronger or weaker was obvious at a glance!
At the same time, deafening thunder exploded. It was as if the sky's fury had been unleashed, striking straight at the heart.
The thunder merged with the fighting, shouts, and clashing metal in the arena.
The battle erupted!
A member of the Demon King Army Special Massacre Unit charged at the nearest martial artist, raised his greatsword, and brought it down toward his opponent's neck.
"!!"
The martial artist reacted swiftly, performing a side roll with his body and narrowly avoiding the fatal blow as cold sweat broke out across him.
He immediately counterattacked with a straight punch, kicking up a wave of air.
But the opponent's heavy armor seemed to absorb most of the damage.
However.
Something was wrong. Although the opponent had been hit, he remained completely unmoved, casting a sidelong glance at him as if he could not feel any pain.
The figure looked even larger beneath the black heavy armor. The corner of his mouth curled beneath those scarlet eyes as he raised his greatsword again, intending to split him in two from head to toe.
The Yarolan martial artist,