Huh?
Hearing that, Tsukasa Kadoya practically squeezed the single syllable out of his throat.
This guy actually dared to act tough in front of him. He couldn't swallow that.
Without another word, the Ride Booker sliced through the air, tracing a sharp arc straight for the glowing figure's neck.
The slash was swift as lightning.
Yet faced with that ferocious attack, the figure merely tilted his head back by the slightest margin.
The blade skimmed past his outline, missing by a hair.
Tsukasa Kadoya did not pause. With a twist of his wrist, the horizontal slash became a vertical chop, and the second strike followed immediately.
His opponent simply shifted one step to the left—exactly the width of the blade.
Then came the third strike, the fourth, the fifth—
The magenta figure left a string of afterimages across the center of the field, his sword light weaving an impenetrable net.
Every strike could have cleaved a heavy truck in two, yet every one struck empty air.
The glowing figure was like a reflection in water. You thought you had touched him, but in reality, you had only disturbed the surface.
"Is that all the Destroyer of Worlds can do?"
Zhang Qi's voice rang out, carrying a trace of mockery.
As he spoke, he extended a finger. When Decade's Ride Booker came down again, he precisely pinned the blade in place.
"Clang."
A piercing metallic screech rang out.
Before that finger made entirely of light, the Ride Booker's blade could not advance another inch.
Seeing this, Decade realized that the person before him was no ordinary opponent. Instead, he calmed down.
He released the hilt, allowing the other man to hold the Ride Booker between his fingers, while his left hand drew another card from the card holder and smoothly inserted