Strength of the Feathers (1)
Xiu Yao said: "Because I will graduate next year, this is your last chance to prove yourself against me. You'd better not hold back and regret it later."
Zhao Zedong cried out: "Who needs you to say that?"
His expression turned serious as he took off his robe, leaving only his bare upper body and black shorts. Clear muscular lines and scars were all over his body for everyone to see. One glance, and you would be able to guess how hellish his training was.
"Thump!" Zhao Zedong took one stomp forward, spread his arms while clawing his fingers, and channeled his Theríon with an utter under his breath: "Crimson Crow Technique: Blazing Fist."
Theríon within both of his palms sparked and wreathed his claws in flame.
"Whoosh!" In the next moment, Zhao Zedong manifested himself in front of Xiu Yao, hurling his fiery punch at the face.