On the arena stage, Shen Hao and Zhao Lei stood facing each other. Zhao Lei was built like an iron tower, his muscles knotted and bulging, his bare arms covered in savage veins as though they contained inexhaustible strength. Every breath he took rumbled dully like a beating drum. He was empty-handed, using no weapon at all. Clearly, he had immense confidence in the Indestructible Vajra Art he cultivated, believing that ordinary weapons could never break through his defenses.
"Kid, I heard you defeated Zhou Peng?" Zhao Lei said in a booming voice, like a great bell that made even the arena tremble faintly. "So what? That guy Zhou Peng only knows how to practice swordsmanship. His body is flimsier than paper. Before me, all those flashy tricks are useless!" As he spoke, he suddenly slammed a fist into his own chest. With a dull bang, golden light flickered around him, as if he truly had a vajra's body protecting him.
Shen Hao remained calm, gripping his Basic Flying Sword with its tip angled toward the ground. "Is that so? Then let's try it." His voice was not loud, yet it carried an unwavering resolve.
"The match begins!" At the Referee Elder's command, Zhao Lei struck first the instant the words fell.
He stomped fiercely onto the arena. With a sharp crack, several spiderweb-like fissures instantly spread across the hard Obsidian floor, sending shards of stone flying. Like a wild bull breaking free of its reins, he drove forward with both legs and charged at Shen Hao. He was incredibly fast, bringing with him a howling gale that made the defensive runes at the edge of the arena glow faintly.
Shen Hao's gaze sharpened, and he did not dare be careless in the slightest. He knew how troublesome Body Refining