Harvey could clearly feel a cold chill swerving in his vision.

The slash was filled with murderous intent, as if a demon from Hell was the one dealing the blow.

The Sword Saint of the Shindan Way wasn’t a title just for show. Akio truly did possess the strength of a God of War.

In just a single moment, the slash was already heading right toward Harvey.

Harvey flicked his finger while instinctively moving backwards.

Clang!

A loud sound echoed throughout the place when both sides clashed. Waves of air surged forward, pushing Harvey a few steps back.

Even though Harvey wasn’t underestimating Akio at all, he never expected Akio’s strength to be a lot fiercer compared to before.

Akio must’ve trained himself even harder after his previous defeat.

He must have reached greater heights.

Without hesitating, Harvey picked up a sword from the ground and shook his head.

“You trained hard, Akio, but that doesn’t mean anything to me.”

“Even a peak God of War wouldn’t be able to do much ag