After Zaiden took a dozen or so steps forward, some of the disciples frowned slightly and diverted their attention to Zaiden's feet. Clearly, Zaiden looked rather aggressive, but somehow it was difficult for them to discern what he would do next.
Mike was ready to fight; he was building up his concentration. Concurrently, he also noticed something odd with Zaiden's footsteps.
Were these footsteps part of a skill?
Cathy lit up the incense altar and waved her hand. "Begin."
Zaiden sneered and abruptly leaned forward as if he stumbled halfway through and was about to fall. However, all of a sudden, he charged at Mike like an unloaded crossbow bolt. As he dashed forward, he resembled three men moving in quick succession.
The audience was in an uproar. Besides Mike who was stil
