Cheers gradually rose.
In the square.
The Blood Shadow Immortal Emperor steadied himself.
Without the slightest pause.
He flicked his wrist.
His blood-red war blade traced a flourish.
The second slash followed immediately.
This slash.
Was faster and fiercer than the last.
Blade light surged without end, like churning waves of blood.
Every strike aimed straight for a vital spot.
"Bloodletting Three Blades!"
Someone recognized the blade technique and cried out involuntarily.
This was the Blood Shadow Immortal Emperor's signature technique.
Each slash was stronger than the one before.
With all three layered together, their power multiplied.
"Interesting."
Blood Slaughter grinned.
Far from being afraid, his fighting spirit burned even hotter.
"Then let me see."
"Just how much mastery you have over those three slashes!"
He thrust both fists forward.
Blood-red demonic energy condensed into two enormous fist projections.
They smashed viciously into the oncoming blade light.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three thunderous explosions rang out in succession.
Blade light and fist projections collided again and again.
Waves of force piled upon one another.
More than half the stone paving in the square had already shattered.
Dust and smoke filled the air.
Everyone held their breath.
Their eyes stayed fixed on the battlefield.
The dust gradually cleared.
Two figures came into view again.
The Blood Shadow Immortal Emperor stood where he was.
A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
His blade hand trembled slightly.
Clearly, he had suffered a minor injury.
As for Blood Slaughter opposite him.
He was not unscathed either.
A deep blade mark had appeared across the armor over his chest.
It had almost cleaved straight through.
He lowered his head to glance at the cut.
The contempt in his eyes vanished completely.
Solemn resolve and killing intent took its place.
"Good."
"Very good."