The sword and hammer collided! The two sacred artifacts sang out with an excited resonance!
With just one strike, the entire Holy City shuddered slightly, like a minor earthquake.
Lette clenched his teeth, feeling a wave of emotion as he faced this familiar face.
"Teacher! Is this how you welcome your student's return?"
"Stop blabbering! Let me see your Holy Light Fighting Spirit, see if you've made any progress these three years!
Don't use those flashy little tricks! Fight like a man, fair and square!
If your skills haven't improved to my satisfaction! I'll arrange your welcome and funeral banquet together!"
Lette exerted himself to fling the opponent away, twirling his sword with one hand.
He was certain that the old man hadn't used any combat energy in that strike, relying purely on physical strength.
Three years had passed, yet there were no signs of aging.
Legendary Holy Knight Constant, recognized as one of the top combat forces in the human world, was no idle boast.
