Sub-Beasts fighting usually liked to directly use their Martial weapons instead of exchanging punches first like beastmen.
Relius's Martial weapon was a fiery red long whip, a red light surrounding its body.
As soon as they saw the whip in Relius's hand, the corners of Sane and Kaelen's mouths both curled into a discreet arc. Daring to play with a whip in front of a Wood-attribute Divine Energy Warrior, this Sub-Beast was truly seeking his own death.
Kaelen did not even bother to take his sword out, just standing there leisurely.
"Tsk, already scared stiff? Trash will always be trash!"
Just as Relius finished speaking, the horn signaling the start of the match rang out. The whip in his hand tore through the wind and rushed over, carrying a heat that scorched the space, aiming straight at Kaelen. His intention was too obvious, which was exactly to ruin Kaelen's beautiful face.
