As the words fell, both figures moved at once, landing on the broad arena below in the blink of an eye.
At once, utter silence descended before the Wutai Sect's mountain gate; one could hear a needle drop.
Every onlooker—whether disciples of the Four Great Sects, wandering martial heroes, representatives of the Imperial Court, or spies from various factions—held their breath. Their hearts pounded wildly as their eyes locked onto the two figures in the arena, representatives of Yunlin Prefecture's pinnacle cultivation.
A Gang Jin duel that would determine the future landscape of Yunlin's martial world was about to erupt!
Commander Zhao furrowed his brow and said quietly to the young man beside him, "Watch the battle carefully. Do not miss a single detail."
The young man nodded gravely. Then, the two Gang Jin masters atop the platform began their duel.
Leng Qianqiu struck first, seeming to turn into a streak of lightning. It was as though thunder exploded beside their ears, and an overwhelming pressure spread through the air. It was the Thousand Illusions Cloud Thunder Palm.
She had clearly cultivated the Thousand Illusions Cloud Thunder Palm to the Extreme Realm, her descending palm prints carrying surging Thunder Momentum.
Fast!
Far too fast!
Other than Gang Jin masters, few present could clearly make out her figure. Even Chen Qing could barely see only an afterimage.
Geng Metal True Gang circulated within He Yuzhou's body as he threw a punch forward, instantly swallowing the lightning before him.
Honglong!
The entire arena shuddered. Rings of gang qi spread outward, rolling in waves like thunder exploding from level ground.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Wave after wave of gang qi spread in every direction like a rising tide.
The disciples standing too close felt a fierce current of air rush into their faces, whipping