Wrath of Dakshasha
At the moment, the time seemed to be stopped as people were shocked beyond their capacity. They could not believe their own eyes, in front of them, before the sword of the chief could pierce through Xavier's neck, the sword in Xavier's hand stabbed through the chief's stomach as fast as moving wind. It's something unbelievable, a dying old man in his last breath became much more vigorous and faster than a young trained soldier. It looked as if the monk preserved all his energy for his one strike. Overall, his performance left a great impression on the crowd, but that was it. Currently, both Xavier and the chief were bleeding heavily, both of their vitality was diminishing at a very fast pace. At the moment, Xavier was not even bothered by his enemy, he knew clearly that he would not
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