Chapter 392: Nash Johnston Arrived

In the blink of an eye, Luis Looske had already thrown out more than ten palm strikes. Each one sent ripples through the air, the pressure thick enough to make the space tremble. Yet facing Tyrant Blade Darius Ferdinando, it all meant nothing. Darius blocked every strike with a single hand, casual as swatting away dust. "Looske," Darius sneered, the corner of his mouth curling. "Is that all you've got?" Humiliation hit Luis like a slap. He roared, and the terrifying surge of True Energy bursting...