Ringgo nodded and grabbed the broken hilt of a blade, releasing a green aura that turned into a faint green glow. That green glow became the blade as Ringgo held its hilt.
The light dissipated, and the weapon in Ringgo's hand was now complete. It emanated a harrowing aura. On the back of the blade were three humongous rings. With a swing of the blade, the rings would chime when they touched the blade.
Meanwhile, Primo suddenly had brass knuckles in his hand, and the spikes on the brass knuckles were shining brightly. Everyone was overwhelmed by its terrifying aura as though a gigantic mountain was pressing on their body.
This was a sacred martial arts relic. It might look ordinary, but it could make one go crazy over it. Many martial arts families couldn't even get hold of one sacred martial arts relic in their entire life.