Chapter 677

Really? Matthew was taken aback. He never thought Alan was coming for him as well. Maybe Matthew had taken out too many Eastorians earlier, catching their attention. He looked even more tense now, knowing more trouble was on the way. But he still felt a rush of excitement kicking in. Bring it on! Anyone who dared to come at him was going down! Matthew kept a close watch on Nightwrath sword, staying on guard. Alan confidently smirked as he saw Matthew's cautious stance and scoffed. "The people you took down were all weaklings. They wouldn't be considered fighters at Whitewick Brook, let alone Eastoria. I'll show you what a true martial artist is." Upon finishing his sentence, Alan swung Nightwrath sword in a diagonal slash. The sword flashed through the air, stopping just an inch in front of a potted plant. With a woosh, the slash sent out a gust of wind, sending two leaves fluttering down. Alan staunchly declared, "This is Nightwrath, a longsword known as one of the five legenda