Chapter 677

Zeke's attack was quick and accurate. The gleam of his sword transformed into bright light as charged at Windchaser. The audience couldn't help but yelp. Zeke was faster than they had expected. Even Renee, who was casually playing with her bracelet, had retracted the disdain in her eyes. She raised her eyebrows and muttered, "He might not be as useless as I thought." Windchaser was still standing rooted to the spot on stage. As Zeke's sword drew closer, he raised his hand all of a sudden and blocked Zeke's attacks with his bare hands. Then, Windchaser moved. He started attacking Zeke with his hands. The both of them were so quick that it was impossible to visually distinguish between the two. All that was seen was just a blur of motion. In minutes, they had already exchanged a few dozen attacks. Windchaser still did not use his sword. Even so, Zeke still felt an immense amount of pressure on his shoulders, which drove him to go all out at all times. Windchaser was a difficult