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At the center of the arena, the fierce battle was in full swing.
The entanglement between Chen Mu and Zhong Weifeng had already climbed to a white-hot stage.
Chen Mu suddenly unleashed Wind Form Five—"Cold Autumn Mountain-Descending Wind."
In an instant, a massive wind blade howled out above Zhong Weifeng's head, whirling madly around Chen Mu before carrying the force to topple mountains and overturn seas as it hacked down viciously from above.
Sword aura and qi shields collided fiercely, producing a shrill, ear-piercing sound that stabbed pain into the eardrums of many spectators.
The arena's floor tiles were blasted up several layers by that powerful force, sending shattered stone flying.
Under that tremendous impact, both of them were each shaken back several steps.
Zhong Weifeng's twin claws dug hard into the ground, steadying his stance. Even so, one of the qi shields before him still dissipated. After taking so many sword strikes, it was about time.
Chen Mu dragged his sword along the ground as a prop the whole way, barely managing to steady himself. At this moment, he was panting lightly, and fine beads of sweat had also seeped out across his forehead.
A moment later, Chen Mu slowly stood, straightened his spine, and looked toward Zhong Weifeng with blazing eyes, only to see red-gold light flickering within the other man's gaze.
The corners of Chen Mu's mouth lifted slightly as he said, "So That's How It Is. Brother Weifeng has been keeping the 'Shrimp Eye' secret art activated all this time. No wonder your dynamic vision is so sharp that you can keep up with the extreme speed of my sword strikes."
Zhong Weifeng cupped his hands slightly and said modestly, "You flatter me, Brother."
Chen Mu neither agreed nor disagreed,