"Rukawa?"
"What's wrong? Tired of fighting?"
"Or... did you really skip lunch? You're as weak as a child who hasn't been weaned."
These words of "concern," spoken in standard Japanese and paired with a slightly mocking expression, seared into the hearts of Rukawa Gale and every spectator from Japan like a red-hot branding iron.
"BASTARD!!!"
"KILL HIM!!!!"
The live stream's chat instantly exploded into a sea of red.
An enraged, humiliated roar completely consumed Rukawa Gale, obliterating his last shred of sanity.
"I want you dead! Secret Art: Raging Gale Slash!!!"
BOOM—!
Rukawa Gale's eyes turned crimson. The cyan energy around him burned wildly as he instantly overdrafted all his power, even pushing beyond his limits.
The longsword in his hand erupted with an unprecedentedly blinding light, coalescing into a colossal blade of wind that seemed capable of tearing space itself. With world-ending momentum, he recklessly slashed at Li Wen's head.
