It was like an evenly matched clash. After the powerful shockwave swept through, the waxen-faced man and Brother Violent Dragon were still locked in a stalemate.
No one knew whether either side had gone all out. All they could hear were the groans of those blasted away around them.
The auction house itself had not suffered too much damage. For one thing, plenty of high-grade materials had been used in its construction. For another, numerous formations had been carved into the place, allowing it to withstand part of the impact.
But the formation markings on the walls were rapidly dimming. Clearly, the silent struggle between the two was constantly escalating.
At last, the formation markings engraved across the surrounding walls went completely dark, and countless cracks began crawling over the walls.
"Not good! This place is going to collapse!"
Someone shouted in alarm.
It was like a fuse had been lit.
In that instant, Brother Violent Dragon and the waxen-faced man's auras surged explosively, swelling more than tenfold like a detonation at the origin point—only to vanish in a flash.
The precarious auction house ultimately remained intact despite being covered in cracks. At the most critical moment, Brother Violent Dragon and the waxen-faced man had both stopped.
They had stopped because, at that moment, the sides of both their heads were simultaneously pressed against the muzzles of bright silver pistols.
No one knew when the Fifth Heavenly King, Xin Xie, had entered the two men's field of force. The two bright silver pistols in his hands were each threatening one of the combatants.
—Haro Double Gun Mode.
Others found it difficult to understand the sensation of having a gun pointed at them. Brother Violent Dragon's gaze shifted slightly, and he immediately shrugged. He even raised both hands and said with