The spectators could not help but stand up, and they went into an uproar.
Should they stop this? If Epsilon did not dodge that, then he would surely be severely injured. Everyone exchanged glances and waited to see who would stoop and stop the fight.
However, the two in the training ground were only starting. Epsilon's face went serious as he looked at the mark of Rise's fist on the wall, which was now being mended by the training ground's restoring ability.
To think this was only from Rise's punch, as his hand did not really land on the wall. Epsilon glared in Rise's direction and saw the unconcealed killing intent in his eyes.
Rise grinned. "Do you think we're playing right now?" His face went serious. "I'll test your protagonist halo, bitch."
The pressure surrounding them increased to the point that the restoring ability of the place could not keep up with the intensity of the damage every second.
