Almost the same moves, the same head-to-head clash.
The results presented to everyone were starkly opposite.
Momochi Yugoro's right arm, tempered to be as hard as alloy, twisted, folded, and finally started breaking from the fingertips to the wrist, forearm, elbow, and even the entire shoulder blade in an instant.
Then it shattered inch by inch, blood spilling wildly.
Bone splinters pierced through dark red skin, shockingly exposed to the air.
"Ugh ah!"
A piercing scream just escaped his throat.
The impact wave, like Mountain Shifting and Sea Overturning, swept out from the two as the center.
The Persian carpets remaining in the hall were uprooted, torn into fragments like countless black butterflies flying in mid-air.
The surface of the load-bearing pillars, three people needed to embrace them, burst with deep cracks, cement fragments rolling down.
