C70 Night Parade of One Hundred Demons

"You're asking for death!"

Ox-Head was utterly humiliated after being floored by a single punch. He scrambled to his feet, bellowing furiously as his entire body glowed with a bronze light, reminiscent of an Arhat descending to Earth, and lunged at Robert.

"You're out of your league."

Robert let out a cold snort, flicked his wrist, and a ghastly pale shadow flashed through the air