Erik trembled for a moment, but then shouted:
“No one can defeat me!”
He knew he couldn’t call forth his spirit anymore since he was weakened. So, he decided to use the supreme blast once again, now without the Dragon spirit’s power:
“Leo Style, Battler Art, Emperor Mode, Final Craft – Blast of the Sun!”
He blew out the powerful golden ray. Much to his and the collapsed girls’ surprise and horror, the blue-haired young man only raised one of his blue-fired hands to meet the blast head-on. The ray collided with it and dispersed around as if it had hit an unbreakable barrier. Erik’s jaw dropped – he dodged it with his bare hand?!
“Ouch, a scratch…” Kokujin frowned and rubbed his cheek which was bleeding from such a tiny cut as if a thorn had scratched him. His icy-blue eyes fired up
