Tapio looked at his rapier in disbelief.

He knew James was already an eighth-ranked grandmaster that had mastered the Thirteen Heavenly Swords and that he also possessed a strange martial art technique.

Turning his eyes up, he stared at James.

He noticed the golden light shimmering on the surface of James’ body.

The light was something that had not existed before this.

In the past, James had only turned into a bronze man.

Now, it looked as if there were some sort of webbing made out of golden light that enveloped his body.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his cool. Then, he asked, “What kind of martial art technique are you using?”

“That’s none of your business.”

James glared at him coldly.

He had to defeat his unknown enemy.

Raising the Blade of Justice, he shouted, “Let’s continue.”

“Do you think I’m afraid of you?”

Although Tapio had been taken by surprise by James’ martial art technique, he was not intimidated by him.

He was someone who had mastered the world’s