Rumble, rumble!
When He Jun brought his blade down, a gale immediately surged up. His true energy poured out, forming a terrifying storm. Every current of air seemed like a blade, carrying tremendous lethality.
If anyone were caught in this gale, their body would be torn apart in an instant and reduced to a bloody pulp.
This scene was also captured by the duel room's high-definition cameras and broadcast far and wide. Anyone following the duel could watch it on the giant screen in Black Moon Tower.
The footage could even be uploaded online for everyone following the duels at Black Moon Tower to see.
"Impressive. No wonder he's Mad Blade He Jun."
"He's cultivated the Gale Blade Technique to perfection. One slash unleashes hundreds of wind blades. No martial artist can take them head-on without meeting a gruesome end."
"That kid's finished. There's no way he can withstand even one strike."
The audience murmured among themselves, shaking their heads and sighing. They were convinced the kid was bound to lose. Faced with a blade technique that powerful, a rookie like him didn't stand a chance.
"He actually went to duel?"
Aboard a spacecraft at the Black Moon City airport, Gu Peng watched the match through the surveillance footage and shook his head in disbelief.
Though he hadn't interfered with Xia Ping's trial, he had been keeping an eye on him every moment, eager to see what the young man his master had taken an interest in was capable of.
But how could he have expected that, the moment Xia Ping entered Black Moon Tower, he'd start stirring up trouble? He'd even challenged someone to a duel, wagered four hundred million, and made the whole thing public.
"Fine. Let's see what you can do." Gu Peng stared at the screen,