On the arena stage, Xiao Yan's duel with Yao Sheng was undoubtedly the most explosive clash since the competition began.
The two already held old grudges, and both possessed formidable strength. The moment they stepped onto the stage, they ignited the entire venue.
Yao Sheng's footwork was strange and unpredictable. His twin daggers sent forth streak after streak of cold black glints, targeting the lower body with vicious, tricky attacks. His Dou Qi even carried a corrosive water-attributed hidden force, making him extremely difficult to guard against.
At first, Xiao Yan was slightly suppressed by this unusual fighting style, unable to fully bring out the Black Heavy Ruler's advantage in weight.
However, he quickly adapted to the rhythm. He pushed Three Thousand Lightning Movement to its limit, and with the Green Lotus Core Flame, greatly offset the corrosive properties of his opponent's Dou Qi.
The battle gradually fell into a stalemate. Unable to break through for so long, Yao Sheng grew restless and impatient.
Xiao Yan spotted an opening, abruptly drew in a deep breath, and his chest swelled slightly before—
"Roar!!!"
A massive roar, like that of an ancient lion or tiger, erupted from Xiao Yan's mouth without warning.
Yao Sheng, standing closest, bore the brunt of it. His ears rang, and it felt as though his mind had been struck by a heavy hammer, leaving his thoughts blank in an instant.
In that fleeting moment of daze.
Xiao Yan closed in. Scorching fire-attributed Dou Qi gathered frantically as he threw an utterly direct punch at Yao Sheng's wide-open chest!
"Eight Extremities Collapse!"
Bang!
A solid, muffled impact rang out.
The Dou Qi protection over Yao Sheng's body shattered at once. He flew backward like a broken kite, crashed heavily into the edge of the arena, and spat out