Chapter 153: Even at the Same Level, No One Could Beat Him

"You're right," Benson Santee said. "Beating you really does take only one move!" "Boom!" A violent surge of force erupted beneath Benson Santee's feet. The impact rolled out like a tide, shaking the arena to its core. The instant the massive wind blade behind him shattered into countless strands, Benson Santee's arm had already shot forward. His hand clamped around Eva Lamecraft's throat. The sight made eyes go wide. It made scalps prickle. One move. He had used only one move. On the plaza,...