"Cross Breaking Kill Sword!"
Quentin Ziegler wielded a gigantic sword wider than his palm, launching an extremely domineering attack. As the sword struck, the sword light took the shape of a cross, slashing down toward Marshall Morgan with immense power.
"Shattering Armor!"
Marshall Morgan's long spear shuddered, and the spear tip generated a spinning cutting force, clashing with Quentin Ziegler's sword light.
Clang!
With a loud bang, Marshall Morgan stepped back two paces, while Quentin Ziegler retreated three steps.
Facing off directly, Marshall Morgan slightly held the upper hand.
"How can Quentin Ziegler's attack power be so strong? The martial technique he's using isn't a Mystic-level technique but a Yellow-level top-grade technique. Although he's cultivated it to a very high level, the attack power shouldn't be this strong?"
A hint of doubt flashed in Marshall Morgan's eyes.
