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Chapter 1392 I Am The Sharpest Damn Blade!

In the span of a millisecond, Zayn felt a crushing tidal wave of powerful aura squeezing against his chest so hard that he started breathing harder.

Ezra was leagues and bounds more potent than Raiden—or Zayn’s estimation. There was no moment when Zayn could ease up even a little in fear of a sliver of his opening being seized by a nonpareil veteran. Even the slightest mistake could cost him more than an arm and a leg. Asking for space to breathe became a luxury.

Ezra was a tough enemy to beat, but Zayn was more raring to fight than scared. Just two months ago, he was but a spider to Ezra’s boot. Today, though, he was sure he possessed enough power to go toe-to-toe with him.

Ezra’s fighting style was as divorced from Raiden’s as one could get—the former was, as his name suggested, the avatar of a sword. Every punch and kick he unleashed were as sharp as an edge, as nipping as cold steel, and as candid as the silvery glint reflecting off its blade. A few direct clashes with him later
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