On Visiora, martial artists were everywhere. You could bump into one just walking down the street. However, just like there were many talented fighters, there were also plenty like Quentin, who had zero aptitude.

Still, he relied on his family background and looked down on lower-level martial artists. In the end, money still called the shots.

"Get him!" Quentin ordered.

Just as the three of them were about to strike, a loud boom rang out. They all turned to look and froze.

About ten yards away, a woman had appeared out of nowhere, leaving a crater in the ground where she landed. Even though her face was pale, it didn't take away from her stunning beauty.

Her tight outfit was torn in several places. While it wasn't indecent, it was still enough to make Quentin and the others gulp involuntarily.

The woman glanced at them. Then, she flicked her right hand, and a terrifying wave of energy surged toward them.

Felix could tell that the attack could wipe the three of them off the fac