After a brief collision, the two separated again!
On the bone sword, the Ghost Fire burned ever more fiercely!
And on the Godslayer Whip, a gap unexpectedly appeared.
"A Divine Weapon?"
The fierce strike calmed Finch Jackson down.
As a martial arts expert, he knew very well what that hit meant.
If he could have killed, the opponent would have died in that moment.
But now, a fierce battle was inevitable.
Meeting a worthy opponent, Finch Jackson's anger gradually dissipated, replaced by wild joy!
He had been stuck at the Martial Arts Grandmaster level for a long time, but no matter how much Spirit Grass he consumed or how many famed masters he sought out, he couldn't break through.
Those who break through no longer care about worldly affairs and concentrate on cultivating, striving for a higher realm.
In their eyes, what counts as ordinary matters?
Finch Jackson, approaching this threshold, was the envy of countless people.
But he was very clear about one thing.
