Chapter 1519

Suddenly, Ginga stomped the ground, shattering it as he launched forward, wielding his massive black broadsword with both hands in a sweeping arc toward Xayne.

The black broadsword stood as tall as a person. In the instant of its sweep, its blade reflected a chilling glint under the pale moonlight. This strike could easily slice a tank in half, let alone a person.

Moreover, Ginga's strike was incredibly fast, like lightning, arriving in an instant. An invisible shockwave seemed to accompany his sword as he charged and swept.

Xayne was not one to back down. He lunged forward, raising his Ravenclaw dagger to meet the broadsword head-on.

The sound was like thunder, echoing across the training ground. The broadsword and the dagger collided, sparking brilliantly and then pausing mid-air as both men exerted their strength. Neither moved an inch.

In an instant, Ginga flicked his broadsword upward, attempting to disarm Xayne. Xayne frowned, somersaulting backward while his shoe connected