The Martial God with Psychic Powers

There was no way those movements belonged to a mere child.

If he couldn’t accurately assess his opponent’s level, it meant the boy was at least as strong as him.

He would have to go all out.

Ssshing—

Heo So drew the sword hanging at his waist.

A sword with a hollow center.

The Flying Heaven Resonance Sword.

A weapon essential for fully utilizing the Resonance Divine Art.

Ting—

Vrrrr—

The moment Heo So flicked the blade with his finger, waves of vibration radiated outward.

“There you are!”