Chapter 318

The teenager was short and scrawny. He barely reached five feet and two inches. His estimated weight was around 110 pounds. But no one dared to underestimate him. When the teenager was matched against a Bladecraft fighter three times in a row, he used his fists to end every fight swiftly. One of them even died due to his heart getting destroyed on the spot. A huge dent could be seen on his chest. The teenager's strength and agility weren't something ordinary teenagers should possess. "Have you forgotten how you lost to me the last time we were here, Mariteus?" At that moment, Perseus walked into the cabin with his hands folded behind his back. He shot a cool glance in Mariteus' direction, though he found his attention mostly enraptured by the expressionless teenager on the ring. The teenager wore a stony look and had hollow eyes. He seemed as though he existed without a soul. The only weird thing about him was that his eyes were all bloodshot and seemed to hold a crimson gleam.