Wu Gui gritted his teeth and stared fixedly at the phantom of the dragon whale crushing toward him.
The horizontal saber in his hand lifted slightly. Though his arm trembled without stop, he did not lower it.
He was the Martial Arts Champion, the foremost of the Four Elites of the Divine Capital,
and he had his own pride.
Even if he could not block it, he would face this palm strike standing.
Below the stage, everyone held their breath.
Zhu Li's gaze was locked tightly on the dragon whale phantom atop the arena, his pupils contracting slightly.
Zhu Huan's expression shifted slightly as his fingers unconsciously clenched the armrest of his chair.
Jiang Tongzhou and Zhou Xiangui, meanwhile, had gone pale, their lips trembling faintly.
On the viewing platform, the sunflower seeds in Man Gui's hand had somehow already fallen to the ground. His mouth hung open, his eyes full of shock.
The entire square was silent as a grave.
"Roaring Across a Thousand Cliffs—Ten Thousand Waves!!"
Wu Gui growled through gritted teeth and suddenly stepped forward. His step landed with immense weight, shattering the bluestone bricks beneath his feet and sending fragments flying.
He gripped his saber with both hands and poured all his essence, energy, and spirit into this strike. The horizontal saber trembled along its blade, as though it too were crying out one final time for this battle.
Then, he unleashed a slash!!!
Saber Gang surged forth like a mad dragon emerging from the sea, carrying the force of ten thousand jun,
and slashed upward against Lin Qing's overwhelming Dragon Whale Overturns the Sea.
The saber light was snow-bright and blinding, accompanied by a shrieking gale,
like a waterfall rushing upstream toward an oncoming tsunami.
He did not retreat. Even knowing he could not stop