As soon as the kusarigama was swung out, Fuma Kotaro was invaded with an abrupt sense of danger. It was his fearlessness, immense speed and naturally-gifted physical constituent that allowed him to thrive. The most eye-catching quality of his was undoubtedly his crazy speed. The effort placed on technique acquisition would be rewarded with breakthroughs but speed was something no one else could replicate. Fuma Kotaro was especially proud of it. However, now that he was faced with Xia Lei himself, he came to a realization of what true speed really was! 

Every shift of Xia Lei’s muscles were hard to predict. Fuma Kotaro could only reflectively take a few steps back with every attack. At that split moment, a sharp pain throbbed from within his right grip over the kusarigama. He noticed that he could no longer hold his weapon! 

The iron chains and its blades fell onto the ground with a clink, allowing Fuma Kotaro to escape Xia Lei’s attack. Sadly, the effect was only temporary. Before he could regain his balance, Xia Lei had lunged forward with a speed so fast that Fuma Kotaro could not dodge in time! 

Their shoulders grazed against each other. Fuma Kotaro’s left wrist suffered a slash. Blood began to pool out of his wrists, dyeing his pants red instantly. 

It was just a brief exchange and the self-proclaimed strongest warrior had already lost his means to fight....