"Zhang Bo, please advise me."
The two youths introduced themselves very simply, but the battle was anything but. The moment he finished speaking, Zhang Bo lunged forward and rushed straight behind Yan Song. Energy rapidly gathered in his hands, producing incredible crackling sounds around him as though it carried extraordinary force.
Yan Song sensed the danger behind him but did not panic in the slightest. He immediately gathered energy into his legs and stomped toward Zhang Bo's ankle, moving with astonishing speed.
It seemed Yan Song had specifically trained the strength of his ankles. Zhang Bo froze for a moment, then began howling in pain.
Seeing the foot that had been stomped slightly out of shape, some spectators felt pain just watching. Yet they could only look on, unable to personally experience the sensation of having their foot nearly crushed out of shape.
If they truly experienced that shocking pain, they would probably have nothing left to do but cry. How could they still have the mood to watch the match?
"What impressive strength. I just wonder whether he can keep it up."
Uchiha Hiko watched the two fight. Unlike before, they were now truly competing through their own strength. Their abilities were evenly matched, and after fighting for so long, neither had managed to do much to the other. They were practically tied.
Still, even a tie had its changes. For instance, some shifts in the battle could be seen now, while battles at other times would also reveal faint, almost negligible signs of change.
"Phew, you're pretty strong, but this is where it ends."
Watching Yan Song launch yet another ordinary attack, Zhang Bo immediately spoke with immense pride. The contempt in his eyes was completely undisguised, as if he were saying that no matter how hard Yan