Dragon Soul, The Celestials

That Japanese fighter gripped his katana tightly and glowered at Lu Xuan, feeling an immense sense of threat from the latter.

If what that Japanese fighter felt had been little more than just a feeling before, then what Lu Xuan just pulled made it clear to the Japanese fighter that he was indeed as overbearing as his aura suggested.

That Japanese fighter did not stop where he was, cranking up his powers arduously through his own secret arts instead. He had no time to waste, and every single second he had was immensely precious.

Shooop!

That fighter's strokes with his blade were fast and furious, with the resulting blade aura being well over three-meters-long, and the air before him was torn apart violently.

A sonic boom was even heard right after the stroke was unleashed.