Hello, number 20

“This is no way to treat a master. I’ll make sure to give that kid a scolding when I see him,” he muttered in annoyance while stretching his hand to grab the weapon.

Seeing that he won’t be able to do that before meeting the ground or better put, the punch which has been prepared for him, he opted for something different.

He was in no state to tank a punch like that, so he decided to also go on the offensive.

His hand gave off the golden glow once more and he punched out releasing a golden beam that slammed into the figure releasing a large explosion with the ground cracking.

They were both forced back as a wry smile appeared on Art’s face. Two more fingers were now broken and his hand was barely saved from dislocation.

But it wasn’t for nothing as the figure had its forearm completely blown away along with some part of its face and trunk.

His gaze drifted to the sword lying 6 meters besides him. He wasted no time to run and grab it.