The two were evenly matched in strength.
However, due to his smaller physique, Qiuye was blasted back several meters by Ammonval.
A gust of hurricane swept up beneath his feet, and in the blink of an eye, Qiuye was once again in front of Ammonval, swiftly swinging his blade to attack.
Ammonval brandished his weapon to intercept Qiuye's attack.
"Just as Lun said, these people possess extraordinary power...
They've all experienced unimaginable growth under the leadership of that Goddess' Apostle."
If he had encountered such opponents normally, Ammonval would be exceptionally excited, but now, he only felt irritability.
Ammonval understood the consequences of this kind of "dawdling".
Fighting here, that man would shamelessly lead his comrades to surround him, leaving him no retreat.
Ammonval still had some cards up his sleeve, and the disk at his waist was one of them.
But that thing required a long time to activate.
