Chapter 397: Exchanging Fists

In the heart of a futuristic-looking arena, under the watchful gaze of a crowd, two mighty warriors faced off in epic fist clashes.

Standing toe-to-toe, Elysia and Heracles adopted a defensive stance, fists raised in readiness for the coming onslaught. 

"You don't want to counter? Then, I'll attack. Ha!" With a primal roar, the battle commenced. Heracles launched at his opponent with ferocious intensity.

"Show me what you've got." Elysia replied with a faint smile.

She thought to test her physical capability, without spiritual and magical power for this friendly spar. A pure martial arts battle to test what she had learned recently.

*Bam!*

The arena became a whirlwind of motion, the warriors moving with blinding speed and precision as they dodged, weaved, and countered each other's attacks. Every movement was a testament to their skill and mastery of hand-to-hand combat, as they danced on the razor's edge between victory and defeat.