As their powers interacted with each other, the force transmitted from their hands to their feet, and then from their feet to the ground, causing the already dirty surface to crack and sink rapidly!
Finally, the samurai sword in Kimura Arata's hands could no longer withstand the force of two Level 8 New Humans and shattered with a loud "bang."
"Urgh! Broken!"
A series of syllables escaped Kimura Arata's mouth as he struggled, lifting the broken blade and smashing it onto Chu Zha's chest, slicing open a wound from which blood poured.
"It hurts a bit!"
Chu Zha sneered coldly, reaching out his hand to grab his opponent's neck, lifting him up, and then slamming him heavily onto the ground!
Boom!
Kimura Arata tried to stand up, but the next second Chu Zha kicked him away.
He touched the long wound on his chest, inflicted by Kimura Arata with the broken sword, and the pain made his facial expression somewhat gruesome.
"I'm really not in the mood to play with you anymore."
