Xiang Qianqiu took out a card and suspended it above his palm. The card shimmered with Streaks of Light, radiating astonishing energy fluctuations.
"This is a twenty-five-star card called 'Star Stream's End.' Its activation threshold is low, making it a typical offensive card. A star system once headed toward destruction and underwent a massive explosion. This card stored the energy from that explosion within it. Once activated, it can release that energy, and I guarantee its power will satisfy you. Its value definitely matches the sword in your hand. What do you think?" Xiang Qianqiu proposed.
"It'll do, barely. Better than nothing. We'll use this card as the wager. If you win, you take the sword in my hand. If I win, the card in your hand is mine." Fan Lang got straight to the point.
"Fine, it's a deal!"
"Nothing more to say. Let's fight."
Compared to the chatterbox Chen Feiyang from before, the burly Xiang Qianqiu was far more decisive. Once they had settled the wager, he immediately entered the arena.
Then the drums sounded, and the battle began.
Xiang Qianqiu made the first move, swinging his long trunk. The entire trunk underwent a mystical transformation, forming a phantom tens of thousands of zhang long that encircled Fan Lang.
Sacred Elephant Scroll!
The enormous trunk rapidly contracted, unleashing crushing destructive power as it bore down on Fan Lang. Space shattered and laws broke apart wherever it passed.
The very first move posed an enormous threat to Fan Lang.
He countered with his usual Chaotic Swordplay. A vortex formed around the blade, absorbing all surrounding power. The vortex swiftly expanded until it collided with the enormous trunk surrounding him.
Chaotic Swordplay could absorb an enemy's power; it was a classic case of growing stronger against stronger opponents. The chaotic