At that moment, Bardas changed form.
His long golden hair hung down to his waist, and his eyebrows vanished, yet it did not look strange in the slightest.
"What is this form of yours?!"
Caulifla stared in astonishment.
The change in appearance was one thing, but more importantly, the other party's aura was terrifyingly powerful.
"Thirty seconds remaining!"
Bardas said coldly.
Caulifla: "?"
With a single stride, Bardas seemed to ignore space itself and instantly appeared before Caulifla.
To the spectators, his movement was nothing more than a flash of light.
Bardas clenched his fist and threw a punch.
The void instantly shattered.
It was so fast that Caulifla could only rely on her body's instincts to defend herself.
She raised both arms in front of her.
However!
"Pfft!"
Caulifla suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking down, she saw a hard fist pressed against her abdomen.
Pain!
Nothing but pain!
"Pfft!"
Caulifla spat out another mouthful of blood.
"H-How is this possible?!"
Caulifla's pupils began to lose focus, and her consciousness slowly blurred.
With just that one strike, she had lost the ability to move.
In her final moments of awareness, she kept wondering: what kind of form was that eyebrowless state?
But...
Caulifla ultimately lost consciousness.
"Twenty-nine seconds remaining!"
Bardas narrowed his eyes.
He had not used his full strength. If he had, Caulifla would have been reduced to nothing but a mangled corpse by that strike!
He withdrew his fist, then grabbed Caulifla by the head and hurled her with all his strength toward the edge of the arena.
Caulifla had long since lost the ability to resist. After being thrown like that, she could only fly straight out of the arena.
At that moment, Cabba, who was being violently pummeled by Kale, saw this and