Sand and stones flew across the arena, orbs of light darted everywhere, and one ultimate move after another collided, unleashing a boundless gale.
Perhaps because the two were too evenly matched, the battle dragged on far longer than expected.
They fought for a full quarter of an hour, yet neither could claim victory.
Xu Yi knew it was time to push harder. He sent a voice transmission to Jing Long. "Stop dragging this out. If you still won't fight for your life, I suggest you find somewhere to end it yourself. It'll be a lot easier. Of course, if you do give it everything you've got, I'll let you off the hook for this round."
As soon as Xu Yi's message reached him, the spiritual sprout at Jing Long's spiritual platform burst forth. He channeled his spiritual power at full speed, unleashing a relentless barrage of dual Domain Source attacks that pressed down on Chang Feng in layer upon layer.
Chang Feng struggled to defend himself, his heart stifled with frustration.
He simply couldn't understand it. He, Chang Feng, was the one who'd been duped, so he should have been the one seething with rage. Yet the moment they started fighting, Jing Long attacked with such ferocity, as if he didn't care whether he lived or died.
Where had that Jing fellow gotten such a fearsome fighting spirit?
Chang Feng, of course, didn't know that this bout determined his future, while for Jing Long, it was a matter of life and death.
It was obvious who was fighting harder.
In terms of strength, Jing Long and Chang Feng truly were evenly matched.
In a normal fight, neither one's victory would have come as a surprise.
But Jing Long fought desperately at every turn, using nothing but ruthless moves. He even