Bang!0

In the arena, a black cloak fluttered as a pale hand emerged from wide sleeves and struck at the chest of the combat artist in front of them. The hand ripped through the air so quickly that it caused the surrounding air to shudder with a hollow roar.0

A burly combat artist flew backward, then started spinning clockwise in midair as if propelled by an inexplicable force, suddenly whirling about like a giant windmill.0

A few seconds later, he fell to the ground, reeling and dizzy. He tried propping himself up with both hands, yet kept toppling to one side. After several attempts, he finally managed to rise, pale-faced, by gripping the guardrail at the arena's edge. However, the moment he let go, he collapsed again.0

He felt as though his vestibular organs in his ears had completely failed. He felt like his blood was flowing in reverse as he struggled not to vomit. He gasped heavily for air, cold...0