As Hua Fei fell in defeat, the true final battle arrived at once.
Xiao Yan versus Yun Qi.
These two consisted of Yun Qi, who was now hailed as the Proud Son of Heaven in Thunder City, and on the other side Xiao Yan, who had successfully secured the championship of the first stage as a dark horse. The immense strength of both made this soul-clash a highly anticipated spectacle.
"Senior sister, sorry... I originally wanted to force out some of your trump cards." As soon as he left the colosseum, Hua Fei immediately scratched his head and said to Yun Qi. Although the two of them were usually taciturn, their private relationship was extremely good. In the recent battle, Hua Fei clearly wanted to use his own strength to force out some of Xiao Yan's trump cards, but he had not expected Xiao Yan to be so formidable.
"You."
"I don't need those things; I have enough certainty to defeat him." Facing Hua Fei's kind intentions, Yun Qi first smiled brightly, then spoke. She knew Hua Fei meant well, but she possessed pride of her own.
"Next, we hold the grand finale."
"Xiao Yan versus Yun Qi."
"The winner of the two of you will directly claim the championship of the second stage." Lei He's voice resurfaced.
"Has it finally arrived?" Hearing this voice, Xiao Yan furrowed his brow at once. Clearly, through intuition, Xiao Yan could also tell that Yun Qi's soul power was even more formidable than his own, which undoubtedly imposed quite a strong pressure upon Xiao Yan.
"Your soul power is not weak, but you have instead focused your mind on Dou Qi cultivation, thus neglecting the cultivation of soul power."
"So in this battle, you have no chance, and at the same time I