Han Zhan stood at a height of over one meter seventy-eight, appearing slightly shorter than one meter eighty.
It was within the normal height range.
He gripped the Xuanyuan Sword, maintaining a posture ready to strike at any moment.
Not far in front of him, the Fallen Knight had already dismounted from his warhorse.
Standing at about two meters and five centimeters tall, he appeared like a giant compared to Han Zhan.
The Fallen Knight's pitch-black Knight's Greatsword was also many times larger than the Xuanyuan Sword, and when held in his hand, it seemed to give the impression of a world boss.
Both sides faced each other in a standoff.
The Fallen Knight moved first.
He stomped on the concrete ground, causing a web of cracks to spread in all directions.
The towering figure and the swinging giant sword seemed to come at him like a massive dark mountain.
Han Zhan also moved.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
