C551 Chief of the Martial Arts World
The clashing sound of the weapons was sharp and ear-piercing!
That frenzied slaughter was ruthlessly fierce, and its voice was soul-shocking!
The screams of the wounded dying were mournful and tragic, their voices heart-wrenching!
"..."
Years of blood debt, cleared up together, years of deep hatred, if not vow not to be a man!
Under the light of the morning sun, the poisonous miasma