"Kh…" The sword saint gritted his teeth, having trouble keeping up with Kayne. The latter continued to punch him, each punch heavier than the last.
The sword saint continued to clash with him, trading blow after blow. He swung his sword so hard that it could cut everything within a two-hundred-meter radius, but Kayne simply punched it with enough strength to disperse this power.
Kayne continued forward and punched him at a much faster speed. Gradually, the sword saint was on the defensive.
'I was stronger than him at first.' The sword saint thought, remembering what happened at the start of the battle.
He overwhelmed Kayne easily. In fact, he felt nothing could stop him. Yet, after a few minutes, Kayne had gotten strong enough to trade blows with him. In another five minutes, Kayne was already much stronger than him.
