"You knew object manipulation arts? Who the heck are you?"

Rowan furrowed his brow. He assumed a stance that indicated that he was confronting a formidable adversary.

The art of object manipulation was one of the Eight Miraculous Arts. It was an exceptionally rare skill beyond the reach of ordinary martial artists. Typically, those proficient in this art controlled one or two weapons at most. However, Dustin's ability to manipulate dozens of blades simultaneously was unheard of, making it evident that he was no ordinary opponent.

"You don't even qualify to ask for my name," Dustin retorted coldly.

"Being a former captain of the Black Dragon Army and now working as a lackey here, you've truly brought shame to the Black Dragon Army."

"Shut up! Who do you think you are? How dare you dictate to me? Even if you're skilled in object manipulation arts, so what? Countless extraordinary individuals have died under my blade, and today will be no exception. Prepare to die!"

Rowan was fur