At this moment, above the plaza.
The destruction wrought by Xiao Yan had long since been cleared away, and the people originally standing in the arena had been replaced by Hun Ruoruo and Gu Xun'er.
With Saint Tong Xuan gone, the elder who had originally been judging the outcome was naturally absent as well.
And with the testing elder alone, he was clearly not qualified to serve as referee for the contest between the young masters of the Soul Clan and Ancient Clan.
Thus, after some back-and-forth, he could only steel himself and stand beside Hun Miesheng, jointly taking on the role of referee.
"This match was initiated by Gu Xun'er, Young Master of the Ancient Clan, against Hun Ruoruo, Young Master of the Soul Clan. One move shall determine victory and defeat. Apart from defense, no other actions are permitted, or the offender shall be judged defeated!"
Standing beside Hun Miesheng, cold sweat streamed down the testing elder's forehead as he shouted as calmly as possible, "Furthermore, in this match, all personal methods may be used except magical artifacts and pills, including clan markings!"
After saying this, the old man immediately turned his head and tentatively cupped his fists. "Hall Master, what do you think..."
"This Hall Master has no objections. Begin."
Hun Miesheng's expression was cold and silent. He simply stood there with his arms folded, as though all living beings were ants in his eyes.
"Mm."
The testing elder let out a relieved breath and shouted solemnly, "In that case, this elder declares that the match officially begins!"
"Please remember, you each have only one chance to attack!"
As his voice fell, a transparent, invisible barrier immediately covered the center of the plaza, forming a bowl-shaped boundary.
"Mm..."
Looking at the girl she had not seen for