Chapter 377

But could it ever be that simple?

Moments later, Lancelot stood up, his voice deep and determined: "Impressive!"

A worthy opponent was hard to come by. Someone who could push him to this edge like Saint was almost impossible to find.

His fighting spirit had been wholly ignited.

This meant, from now on, Lancelot would fight with all his might!

At this moment, the two men seemed to transform into beasts, clearly heavily wounded but unfazed. They eagerly threw themselves back into the fight, neither giving an inch.

Yet, everyone in the stands could sense the movements of the two men had considerably slowed.

In other words, their injuries were affecting their performance.

Slow movements, vulnerable openings.

Barely trading a few moves, one of them would take a harsh blow.

However, no matter how solid the opponent's fists were, neither hit the floor.

In less than a minute, both men had lost any semblance of