On the arena, the little devil Sanada and Quicha clashed with each other.
The magnitude of this battle was incomparable to the earlier scuffle for the red staff; where Sanada's knife pointed, the arena was already a complete mess.
And the power unleashed by Quicha's secret technique was not to be underestimated either.
The steel plates on the stage were trampled into dents, as the two competitors fought, a hurricane erupted around them, and within a few yards of the arena, no one could approach.
The little devil was clearly showing off today, intending to display their formidable strength in such a manner. Sanada looked exceedingly ordinary, with nothing unusual about him, but now with a knife in his hand, his combat power was astonishing.
"The fourth move!"
"The fifth move!" By the time Sanada reached the fifth move, the onlookers could no longer see his knife, just a flashing white light, like lightning; Sanada's Long Knife moved so fast that only the blade light was visible.